Nothing was better to Johnny than fucking Daniel. "Fuck, baby, you're always so hot and tight and mine." He growled, his hands holding tightly to Daniel's hips. He nosed Daniel's neck, wanting him to turn his head so he could kiss him. He pressed his lips to his neck, sucking and nipping. He liked to mark him. He wanted people to know that Daniel was married.
He was starting to feel tired, and Johnny knew that he owed Daniel one. Regardless of whether Daniel would agree or not.