What the fuck did he think he was doing, just leaving? Shouldn’t he want Richard to take care of him, to wrap him up in his arms and hold him? That was what the others had wanted. They’d wanted Richard to stay with them, to not leave them. They hadn’t strolled to their dressing rooms as if Richard had only given them the best orgasm they’d had in days. What the actual fuck? Why didn’t Hunter want Richard to cuddle him? Or to fuck him again this goddamn second? Could he not see Richard was half-hard?
YEEEESSSSS I LOVE THIS ENERGY
