"Sap," Daniel huffed, leaning in to kiss Johnny again, tugging his bottom lip between his teeth as he pulled away. He stripped out of his clothes, trying not to wince as he stretched and agitated his injuries. He leaned over to grab the lube from the bedside drawer and slicked his fingers.
He wasted little time working his fingers into himself, stretching and opening himself up for Johnny, head tilting back, a moan bubbling out of him as he works his fingers over his prostate.