[ He claps a hand over Kaveh's mouth, his own face burning. ]

If you are able to keep saying so many lewd things while inside me, then I am clearly doing something wrong.

[ He clenches hard around Kaveh's dick, adjusting to the feel and thickness of it before starting to move slowly, rocking forwards as he tries to find a good angle to stimulate his prostrate. The hand on Kaveh's lips drifts lower to cup the back of his neck as he presses their foreheads together, breathing out open-mouthed while Sunday gradually increases his pace. ]

It does feel good...better than good. I could make it feel even more amazing for you if you will let me. Relax, and let me take you to paradise.