Olaf Mortensen lies spread beneath Christian Lundgren’s weight, his blond hair fanned across the sheets as the dark-haired, muscular man pins him down with rough hands. Christian’s grip tightens on Olaf’s hips, fingers digging in as he positions himself before driving in hard, the force of each thrust slamming Olaf’s chest into the mattress. Their mouths crash together in desperate kisses, tongues clashing as Christian’s rhythm turns relentless, the bed creaking under their struggle.
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