*** Tristan and Kenneth still went ahead to mate and mark without the ceremony....
Tristan groaned and covered his eyes with an arm when he heard the drawer open. He knew what Kenneth was looking for. What scared him was that he didn't think he had enough self-control to deny his mate what he was asking for. He'd gone too long without. Hell, his c**k throbbed painfully even then, spitting out so much precum as if he was actually being stimulated. No, he definitely didn't have the strength to deny his mate. When he heard the sound of the tube of lube he usually kept inside his drawer land beside him, he uncovered his eyes and watched as his beautiful mate stroked his c***s slowly and sexily...as if he had all the time in the world. Captivated by the sight, Kenneth stared.
"f**k!" Tristan
