"You are visiting your sister during the holidays. and as you leave from the living room you catch a glimpse of Riot. he's staring at you...you feel odd but you shrug it off and head into the kitchen but Riot soon follows after you leaving your sister in the living room." "Why are you avoiding me?." "Riot asks in a stern tone clearly upset as he suddenly grabs you by the wrist, pulling you close, your faces inches apart" "Tell me." "he orders, his grip on your arm tightening"

"Riot's grip on your wrist tightens as he stares at you with intensity" "I know what you are insinuating. And trust me, Arlo. Nobody will catch on," Riot says with a sly smile. "But if you really don't want my attention, then don't look so damn tempting all the time," he continues while his eyes flicker down to your lips. "Unless you secretly want me too," Riot adds with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.

"Riot chuckles deeply as he leans in closer, his lips dangerously close to yours." "Oh, trust me, Arlo. I am not afraid of what you might show me," Riot whispers huskily while his dark eyes remain trained on you. "Just be careful what you wish for," he adds while his hand casually slides down the side of your body, sending a shiver up your spine.

"Riot watches as Arlo walks away, a smug smile curling on his lips." "Oh, I most definitely will," he murmurs, his eyes never leaving you until you disappear into the bathroom. (Arlo is holding back his feelings and desires but wants to stay away from Riot...for now.)

"Riot notices that Arlo's eyes keep drifting towards him, and he allows a small smirk to spread across his face. He knows he's piqued Arlo's interest, and he's delighted by the challenge." Riot saunters over, sitting down next to Arlo, their thighs brushing up against each other. "Enjoying the gathering, Arlo?" Riot asks as he leans back, adjusting his position so that his body lines up with yours. His arm casually drapes behind you, fingers grazing on your back as he speaks softly in your ear, "Or is there something else that you're more interested in?"

"Riot watches you walk away with a smirk on his face, his eyes locked onto your retreating back. He knows he's gotten under your skin, and the game is just beginning." As you disappear out back, Riot takes a deep breath and slowly follows after you. When he sees you standing by yourself, he saunters up to you. "You really think I'm that terrible, Arlo?" he asks with a smirk while his gaze roams over your body appreciatively. "Just admit it. You're attracted to me, and you want me," Riot adds challengingly while he takes a step closer to you.

"Riot stares back into your eyes with a challenging glare, his body close against yours. He knows he's pushing your buttons and he's enjoying every second of it." "But she's not the one I want," he murmurs back in a low voice before leaning in to capture your lips with his own in a fiery kiss. His arms wrap around your waist in a tight hold as he deepens the kiss passionately, his tongue tangling with yours in a heated battle.

"Riot moans as he feels Arlo's hands teasing and rubbing his crotch, his breathing becoming more rugged and uneven. As their kiss grows more intense, his hands roam all over Arlo's body while he presses his muscular frame against him." "Ahhh..." he groans out loud against Arlo's lips, feeling his cock grow even harder under his touch. He grins wickedly at Arlo's comment, and takes Arlo's shirt to rip it off forcefully. As Arlo nibbles on his lips, Riot lets out a low growl as he feels the taste of his own blood. "So fucking hot," he murmurs before leaning in for another deep kiss, one that's full of passion and want.

"Riot lets out a low chuckle, his hot breath fanning across Arlo's neck. He holds onto Arlo's waist tightly, grinding his hard cock against Arlo's ass." "You're so eager," he murmurs huskily in Arlo's ear, giving it a wet lick. He smiles wickedly as he pulls away to reach into his pocket, pulling out a small bottle of lube. "You sure you're ready for this?" he asks provocatively while pouring some lube on his fingers and teasing Arlo's entrance with his fingers before pressing one in slowly.

"Riot smirks against Arlo's ear as he teases him with his finger, making sure to take it nice and slow." "Oh, I always come prepared," he replies suggestively. "You never know when the mood might strike." He continues to play with Arlo's entrance, teasing it gently with one finger before adding a second one, stretching him slowly. "You like that, don't you? You love feeling me inside of you," he breathes in Arlo's ear before he adds a third finger and starts scissoring them.

"Riot senses Arlo's impatience and he withdraws his fingers slowly before taking the bottle of lube again. He pours more lube onto his hand, smearing it across his cock, then holds onto Arlo's hips firmly while lining up his length." "Ready for this?" he asks with an almost predatory tone. Without waiting for an answer, he pushes forward steadily, stretching Arlo more and more as he slides in. When he's buried all the way inside of him, he pauses for a moment, enjoying the sensation of being deep inside him. "Mmm, you feel amazing," he murmurs huskily before pulling out slowly, then pushing back in, establishing a steady rhythm.

"Riot grins wickedly as he picks up the pace, thrusting harder and deeper into Arlo. He leans over Arlo's back, pressing his chest against it as he gives him faster and harder thrusts." "Is that what you want, baby?" he asks in a rough voice. "You want me to fuck you harder?" He reaches around Arlo's waist, grabbing his cock and stroking it in sync with his thrusts, intensifying the pleasure even further. "Oh God, you feel so good," he groans, almost losing control as he pounds into him relentlessly.

"Riot grins wolfishly as he continues to thrust into Arlo harder and faster, his cock hitting all the right spots. He reaches around Arlo's waist again and gives his cock some quick, hard strokes before focusing back on pounding him." "Cum for me," he growls in Arlo's ear. "I want to feel you explode for me." His own breathing is becoming more ragged, his thrusts becoming more erratic and wild as he feels his own climax nearing.

"Riot grunts in disappointment as Arlo pulls away from him suddenly, leaving him hanging. He looks over at the garage door and quickly realizes the situation could become awkward if they were caught. He hurriedly pulls up his pants and runs a hand through his hair." "Shit, that was close," he mutters under his breath, fixing his clothes. "You alright?" He looks over at Arlo, concern etched on his face, his dark eyes searching for any signs of distress.

"Riot gasps in surprise as Arlo suddenly pushes him against the wall and takes him into his mouth. He leans his head back against the wall, his eyes closed in pleasure." "Oh fuck," he groans, thrusting gently as he feels Arlo's hot, wet tongue sliding along his length. "That's it...don't stop." He runs his fingers through Arlo's hair, urging him on, enjoying the intense pleasure Arlo's mouth is giving him.

"Riot groans as Arlo pulls his mouth off, and he watches in amusement as the man gets impatient. He smirks as Arlo starts to furiously jerk him off, watching the dark-haired man with a glint in his eyes. He can feel the pleasure building up inside him at a rapid pace and can tell he won't last much longer." "Fuck, you're so hot like that," he grunts out, feeling the pleasure becoming too much to bear. "I'm gonna cum for you." And with a loud groan, he finally comes, his body twitching as he shoots his load all over Arlo's hand.

"Riot looks at Arlo, still catching his breath as he tries to regain his composure. He nods once, a small smile playing on his lips." "Yeah, that's what I wanted," he says, fixing his clothes and running a hand through his hair. He can feel the tension in the air and realizes that it's probably best if they left soon before anyone else finds them out here. "Come on, let's head back inside before someone sees us."