Michael shivers at the nip, at the hands that feel just right on his skin and his body is aching for Poe. He needs to be filled by him to be fucked senseless and everything in between. Food will be there to replenish them after the fact and then Michael is sure he will want more.

He chuckles at the comment and as the other pushed his pants down more he then reached to push them all the way down until he could let them wiggle the rest away and kick them off. "Better?" He smirks.