Francis and Beauregard

Beauregard shuddered faintly and moaned, lightly rubbing Francis' thigh, close to the man's groin before he leaned up and kissed Francis' lips heatedly.

Francis returned the kiss with a soft moan, holding the other close.

Beau shifted and gently eased himself into the man's lap, straddling him and grinding his hips slowly against him. "Mm, I feel like giving you a lap dance," he breathed.

"O- oh, cher ~ that sounds incredibly enticing.' Francis moaned.

Beau smirked. "But it's kinda hard to do in the car," he whispered, leaning his head down and lightly nibbling on Francis' neck. "Mm, we'll have to settle for this until we get to the hotel."

"Mm...that we will." the Frenchman crooned, kissing Beau's neck.

Beau moaned, slowly grinding his hips against Francis' hips. "Mm, I think you should talk dirty to me," he moaned.

"Dirty talk?" Francis murmured, furrowing his brow.

"I suppose I could try. Unfortunately, despite me being as skilled as i am in the act of lovemaking, dirty talk was never my forte, cher."

Beau moaned. "Try anyway," he breathed, smiling and slowly grinding his hips against Francis' hips.

Francis shuddered and moaned softly and whispered some soft curse words in French.

"A- ah....okay..."

Beau smiled faintly, watching him and slowly licking his lips. "Well?" he whispered, still grinding his hips slowly against Francis' hips.

Francis moaned faintly and shuddered.

"D- desole, cher. I- I cannot concetrate long enough to know what to say..."

Beau laughed. "Mm, do you want me to stop?" he breathed.

"N- non...!" Francis said quickly.

"Of course not."

Beauregard grinned deviously. "Then what are you waiting for?" he moaned. "Talk dirty to me, baby."

"B- baiser, cher. You do not know what you do to me." Francis breathed out.

(lol Francis is not used to this XD)

Beau laughed. "You're adorable," he said and kissed the man's lips. "I mean like this." He leaned forward and lightly nibbled on Francis' ear. "Mm, I can't wait until you lay me down and fuck me," he hissed. "Make me scream and writhe in pleasure as you pound me into the bed," he moaned.

Francis shuddered and moaned, biting his lip.

"I- I'll do more than that, cher." He breathed out.

"That I can promise."

Beau moaned, tilting his head back. "I look forward to it," he hissed. "Oh god, Francis. You make me so hard."

"I- I would hope so, cher." Francis purred quietly.

"I-I don't know if I can wait until we get to the hotel," Beau moaned, slipping his hands into Francis' pants with a moan.

Francis moaned softly, kissing him firmly.

"N- non?" He breathed out.

Beauregard shook his head and moaned, returning the kiss hungrily. "Non," he moaned. "I-I need you now."

"Then you shall have me now." Francis breathed out.

Beau moaned and shifted, undoing his own pants and slipping out of them before he undid Francis' pants and straddled him again, shifting and easing the man up inside him with a moan.