[Klayko]

He could have always backed out. What would have been the point at this time, though? There he was, naked and in the sights of the Mob Boss’s son himself. He could see the aggression on Aryin’s eyes, the want to show restraint. That was what Larry was looking for, that deep form of aggression to just fully come out. The kind that Aryin seemingly repressed. It was odd walking with a full hard on, but his body swayed with swag as it rocked through the air, Larry smiling as he joined the other man in bed.

“You need not ask. I wouldn’t have second guessed it,” he stated as he eased in closer to Aryin. “I think I’m ready to see what it’s like to go a bit tougher and fast.”

Chances of anyone coming across them were slim, but Larry knew eventually he might get a text asking for his whereabouts. He was seen taking Aryin away, but people could talk and they could say good or bad things about the situation. Did Larry finish the job on him at long last? Great! They’ll call the cleaner. Did Aryin find something on him and throw him in jail? Great! They’ll bail him out and THEN deliver the job on Aryin. Larry was not really concerned about what they thought though. He was somewhere secluded and in the company of someone he thought was actually a great person. His buff arms pulled Aryin closer. He was yrukytreadu for this.