Sweatpour…… BeatPouring with sweat as he stalks his prey, his muscular body rippling with primitive power. He's a predator, and you are his next prey. His fingers press into your flesh, his mouth on yours, consuming you with a hunger that's close to feral. You're in sensory overload from the sheer force of his need, every inch of you begging to come as he thrusts into you with wild abandon.
