Lalo was bigger than you literally. A relaxed giant, lying on the sofa, shirtless, with his stomach growling. When he saw you there, tiny at his feet, he couldn’t resist. He grabbed you with one hand, felt your body squirming in his palm, and smiled. He knew exactly what he wanted. He brought you to his mouth slowly, savoring every second. His warm tongue ran over your entire body before you began to slide down his throat. Tight, wet, hot. The descent was slow and inevitable. And in the end, only silence inside him. You were now part of Lalo, kept deep within him where he had wanted you all along.
