London Calling RPG

And Coby was enjoying himself. Right then there was nothing he wanted more than this. Anael over him, hot and wanting, Coby's name on his lips a plea as Coby sucked him down, the wings Coby couldn't stop petting, the taste and feel of him on his tongue and filling his mouth and teasing at the back of his throat, the bite of his own zipper as his erection throbbed against it, even the contrast of cold, hard bricks under his knees. He tilted his head to take him even deeper, and rolled his eyes to look up at Anael, to watch as he came undone.