Felix Warner pins Ricky Roman beneath him, his dark hair tangled with Ricky’s as they grind together on the damp grass, tattoos glinting in the dappled light. Ricky’s muscular frame arches under Felix’s weight, fingers digging into the earth as his own hands grip Felix’s hips, pulling him deeper into the kiss. The woods swallow their breathless movements, the only sound the rustle of leaves and the wet smack of skin against skin.
