Inspiration struck while I was reading a fic tonight:
LANGUORJack has always loved these moments. They’ve both already come; there’s zero urgency. Languor, Daniel says. Good word. Jack looked it up. Slowness, stillness, dreaminess. Daniel’s more than half-asleep and less than half-hard in Jack’s mouth. Daniel’s thigh cradles Jack’s head,
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