The bearded man with the thick, dark hair pins the blond’s mouth open while his muscular arms lock around his waist, fingers digging into the soft flesh of his sides as the couch groans beneath them. The blond’s head tilts back, throat exposed, as the other man’s tongue forces its way past his lips, no hesitation, just the press of teeth and the wet slide of a tongue that knows exactly where to push. Their chests press together, muscles straining against the thin fabric, the blond’s hands gripping the bearded man’s shoulders like he’s holding on for balance.
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