We've done risky before. Last time I would have gladly rode your cock in that closet. Or bend you over and make you scream. Probably both.

[He nibbles lightly on the fron of his neck, a hand trailing up to rub his nipple through the fabric. His hips grinding firmly over his, a soft moan at the back of his throat.]

And earlier in the park....I can see why you like the pheromones. Even if all of hell had found us, I wouldn't have stopped riding your cock. It felt so good, fucking me over and over.