Fletcher chuckled softly before moaning. Oh, it felt amazing. He pressed Zach's hips into the desk. He said he planned on leaving a bruise, and he would. Oh, he would. He smiled at the thought of Zach's entire waist being bruised. Perhaps he'd have to bite hard on either side of his hips to be sure the circle went all the way around. That sounded pleasant. He arched up into the nails. They were so good.
He groaned, smirking at Zach. "Mmm. That's right, pet." He thrust forward a little extra hard to push him into the desk. He moaned, eyebrow furrowing a little. Oh, that was so good. Mmm. He leaned down to bite Zach's neck again. He just wanted to feel the muscle beneath his lips, his teeth sinking into the flesh.