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Look At Me
The first time I ask him, he’s jerking me off. I don’t see it then, but I do now.
The whiskey tonight was some good shit - it's like my veins are on fire. I'm straddled across his lap on a couch somewhere (his room? my room? hell, what city are we even in?) and he’s working a fucking awesome hickey into my collarbone. One hand's down the back of my ( Read more... ) -
All Work, No Play
All Work, No Play?
Adam leans across the bed, grabbing his buzzing iPhone from the nightstand. He settles his nude form back against the pillows as he reads Tommy's text message. Work work work. Dontcha wanna play with me?
Adam's tongue sticks out just a bit as his thumbs fly over the keys. I dont know how to play bass. Where should I put my fingers? ( Read more... )
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