Ruslan kneels on the bed, his dark hair framing a muscular chest as Vladimir leans in to press his mouth against it, fingers tracing the smooth skin between them. The blond’s grip tightens on Ruslan’s shoulders, pulling him closer while the other’s tongue slides along the lines of his collarbone. Both men move with deliberate force, their bodies angled to deepen the kiss, hands sliding down to grip each other’s hips.
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