[Warning - spice ahead]
A dark satisfaction lit Gregoris's eyes. He released Rafael's cock, ignoring the whimper of protest that earned him. He quickly undressed, letting his suit coat and shirt fall to the floor. Rafael watched in the mirror, mouth dry, as Gregoris revealed his body's hard, muscled planes. He was a weapon, beautiful and deadly, and he was all Rafael's.
Gregoris kicked his trousers away and pressed his naked body against Rafael's back. The skin-to-skin contact was a jolt. His cock slid between Rafael's ass cheeks, hot and heavy. He reached around Rafael again, one hand on his chest, the other stroking his own length, coating it with slick precome.
"Keep your eyes on the mirror," Gregoris ordered, his voice a low growl. He guided himself to Rafael's entrance, pushing in with a slow, relentless pressure.
