Jag hummed happily at the brush of his lips, stroking his fingertips down Val's stomach until they found the groove of his hips, and were stopped by his waistband. "I can't wait to have you in my mouth again," he told him as he opened his fly, his voice a little huskier for how turned on he was.
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Date: 2015-11-12 07:55 pm (UTC)