“Tell me if any of this hurts, all right?” A smirk ghosts on Shae’s lips. “You don’t have to go easy on me, paladin.” “What if I want to?” Arthur leans down and kisses Shae’s stomach. Feels the soft flesh jump under his lips. “You’re very handsome, and I like you a lot. I want you to feel good.” “It’ll feel good,” Shae says, wrapping his ankle behind Arthur’s hip, “if you get around to fucking me before the sun sets.”
