Micah Andrews, broad-shouldered and blond, pins Wesley Marks, dark-haired, lean but packed with muscle, against the rough bark of a wooden structure while his lips crash into his mouth. The air smells of damp earth as Micah’s hands grip Wesley’s shoulders, fingers digging in just enough to keep him still. Wesley’s body arches slightly, his own hands resting on Micah’s back, tracing the smooth skin over his spine before sliding lower.
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