"You really need to shave", Justin giggled, his voice filled with after sex sweetness, as he felt his husband's scrafy one day old beard on his tender skin.
"Don't get too cozy, Mr. Kinney", Justin whispered under his breath, as Brian positioned himself in front of his quivering hole, "It's my turn tonight, remember?".
"Not exactly the way I meant to use the candles," was Justin's last coherent thought as he sucked in a sharp breath, his spine working his body, his shoulders arching into the bed, searing droplets of wax dripping down his cock.
"A wax or a shave ?", Justin inquired after their morning fuck in the shower, "Are you out of your mind?", his partner snapped, " You better keep it natural, or I'll kick your ass".
"I was busy in the kitchen, cooking dinner, so I couldn't answer my phone", Justin explained, as his husband showed him how hungry he is, but not for food.
"What happen to no curbs after 7pm?", Justin inquired, still panting heavily, as Brian asked if there's any more food left from Debbie's Christmas dinner.