The fabric of Sebastian’s shade is taut and smooth, but it feels like Jim could break through if he pressed his fingers too hard on it. He groans as he runs his fingers along the metal rim of the shade, and then he slips his fingers underneath to run his fingers against Sebastian’s curves; his other hand tightens around his cock. ”Your lightbulb is so… glassy,” Jim moans, and his fingers fumble for the string. He tangles his fingers in it, and then he pulls; Sebastian lights up, glowing, and Jim comes.
(Source: ronniekray, via plasticpiranha)
