On the terrace, Luka never took his eyes off Viktor Rom. He ripped off his shirt, immediately pressing his body against his. Barely inside, Viktor slammed him against the wall, undressing Luka roughly before kneeling between his thighs, making him moan under his tongue. When Luka was already trembling, Viktor stood up and took him brutally, without waiting, pounding into his body until he begged for it. The thrusts were deep, merciless, until Viktor thrust himself in completely and emptied himself inside him, slowly filling him, remaining there to savor every pulse.