Jay straddles him as they fall onto the bed, kissing him hard and greedy as he runs his hands over Sherral's chest and back. He strokes down to Sherral's thighs, pulling them up around his hips as he grinds against him, skin to skin.

There's a challenge in his touch as he runs his hands up to grab Sherral's wrist, pinning them to the bed. Fuck me, fight me, work for it. He pushes, knowing Sherral will push back and loving it.