He was rather certain that he could, quite happily, stay inside Arthur forever, if that were feasibly possible. The man was hot and tight and wonderful to hold, the tender feelings for him only seeming to grow with every touch.

He set a rough pace, pushing hard and deep, though not quick. He wanted Arthur to feel every drag of his cock, in and out, stirring his slicked insides with a roll of his hips following each thrust, all while feverishly stroking him.

"It feels so good inside you," he murmured against his ear. "I never want to stop."