Taylor Reign pins JJ Knight down on the couch, his dark hair framing a smooth, muscular chest marked with ink, while his hands grip the other’s waist tight, no hesitation, just the press of lips and the rough slide of fingers over skin. The blond’s back arches as Reign’s weight bears in, his own tattooed torso pressed flush against the other’s, fingers digging into the couch cushion while JJ’s arms wrap around him, pulling him closer.
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