You feel the same

“I-I feel the same” you stutter out. There’s a moment of hesitation on each side before the two of you lock lips. His beard brushes your face creating a pleasant tickling sensation. The kiss breaks as Bax’s lips move down to your neck. His lips greedily explore your neck as you can’t muffle the quiet moans that follow. You feel his deft hands slip under your armor and gently caress your tits. His touch is experienced as you are helpless before him. One of his hands moves from your chest to the waistband of your pants. Bax is about to take things farther, stopping here doesn't cross your mind as your face begins to flush.