Jaiere Redd grips Kassi Dash’s shoulders, his knuckles flexing as he pulls him in for a bruising kiss, lips pressed hard against his. The black tank stretches over his arms, sleeves rolled up to reveal inked forearms, while Kassi’s white one clings to his chest, muscles rippling beneath. Their caps sit low, shadows hiding half their faces as one hand tangles in the other’s hair, fingers digging in.
