Do you, now? [Corry asks it only to tease, because he can practically smell how turned on Danny still is, even after coming that hard. Truly, the stamina of youth is amazing. If Corry were a lesser man -- a lesser being -- he'd never be able to keep up.

But he is what he is, and nobody alive could resist how sweetly Danny can beg. Corry slides his hand back over Danny's bare thigh, tracing his fingers lightly up the inside, feeling the slowly-drying streaks from how wet he still is.] You'd really ride me, right here, in the back of my car? Get me off and walk inside with my cum dripping down your legs?

[It's a gentle push -- Corry's always used a condom, always been mindful. But he's not fucking anyone else, and he knows that Danny isn't either. There are other risks, but honestly Corry can't think about those ones without feeling a forbidden, illicit thrill. Plus a part of him really does want that, wants to finish inside Danny, wants to fill him up, consequences be damned.]