Kaveh was a moaning mess. His hands laid helplessly next to his head. Saliva drooled out from his swollen lips. His eyes, puffy from lots of crying (due to pleasure, obviously) took a peak of the reason behind his condition.
Said reason was sitting between his stretched legs. Pushed away with those strong steady hands. He could feel the hold in both legs, how they were squeezed tightly.
The slurping sound coming from down there accompanied his moan.
“Ahh…mmrhh…wha — t.”
His clothes were torn out, letting him lying on the floor naked with both his red buds perked proudly. There was also hint of wetness which made them looked glossier.
“Stoph… hah~~ Hai — Haitham hah…”
Said Haitham was ignoring him, busy with swallowing his wetness.