Jesus let out deep sigh as he wandered into the living quarters that he called his home, a large window adorned one of the grandeur walls on the side of the mansion, the faded curtains allowed a stream of moonlight to pool in and partially illuminate the dark room. It wasn't exactly a bedroom, more of a fancy-looking storage room with a relatively small bed to the far left side; boxes of supplies and assorted junk from various runs stacked high near even taller cabinets, they cast disconcerting shadows across the walls. Jesus peered into the darkness, trying to adjust his eyes to the vague semblance of shapes littered around the room, at least so he didn't trip over anything whilst he attempted to get himself sorted out for the night. He didn't spend a great deal of time in here during daylight, usually choosing to spend his days and often evenings out patrolling or scavenging beyond the walls of Hilltop. Tonight was different though, he knew that the second he stepped foot into the musty, dark room. A small smile flitted across his lips as he sauntered across the room and shut the door quietly with a small click, he returned to the edge of his bed and began to undress, he shrugged his heavy, leather trench coat off his shoulders with a small huff and threw it onto the small pile of clothing on the floor; wincing as he rolled his shoulders and neck, he could feel the knots and tension in his muscles, a stark reminder of the heavy day he'd endured. Opting to keep his creased white shirt on, he fingered open a few buttons and began to tug his black jeans down his legs, making a point to drag the denim slowly down over his ass as he replaced it with a similarly dark pair of threadbare cotton pants.
As he climbed onto the bed, he grabbed the grey comforter and dragged the heavy material up to his knees, he sprawled out and propped his arm behind his neck as he tried to get comfortable; sleep wasn't on his agenda for tonight though. Moonlight illuminated bare, pale skin as he pulled his shirt up to his ribcage, a hand slowly sliding down the flat plane of his stomach, palming himself through the thin material before slipping under the waistband of his black pants; releasing his hardening cock from it's confines. He slowly brought his hand up to his face, making a show as he licked his palm with his flat tongue, hissing through his teeth as he gripped his flushed skin tightly; a small whimper escaping from his lips. He slowly moved his hand, building up a rhythm as his hips bucked up into the touch, breath deepening as he worked himself over.
"Oh yeah... that's it," He gasped, head falling back as his tongue flicked out to moisten his lips. The hand resting behind his head shifted so he could tangle his fingers into his long, mousy hair; tugging slightly, eliciting another gasp.
The room filled with the sounds of wet skin, delicious whimpers and soft moans as Jesus pleasured himself, his hips meeting his unrelenting fist, he flicked his thumb across his oversensitive head, dragging the bead of precome across the hot skin, he moaned heavily at the sensual contact; teeth sinking into his bottom lip. His fingers untangled from his hair so he could snake a hand underneath his shirt briefly to tease an erect nipple, pinching and twisting gently. Eyes squeezed shut as he felt the coil of heat building up, hand moving faster as the other reached down to toy with his swollen balls, "Oh shittt.." he gasped, arching his back against the mattress as the first rush of pleasure sparked in his nerve endings, his mouth was ajar as he cried out, a jumble of moans and gasps as his orgasm washed over him. Heavy breathing filled the room as he rode out the last of the aftershocks. Reaching a hand towards his face, he pushed the sweaty strands back; his arm returning to prop behind his head, he felt exhausted as the heavy tension released from his tight muscles, but tonight wasn't about sleep, he knew that as soon as he stepped foot into the dark room. Slowly, he lazily rolled his head so he was facing one of the dark, obstructed corners of the room. "I know you're there.. hope you enjoyed the show?"
