Adam Russo grips Armond Rizzo’s stocky frame, his bald head leaning in for a bruising kiss while calloused fingers dig into the dark hair at the nape of his neck. Russo’s blue shirt peels back slightly as he pulls Rizzo closer, their smooth, muscular bodies pressed together in a tight, unyielding hold. Rizzo’s lips part under Russo’s demand, his own hands gripping Russo’s shoulders as if bracing for the next move.
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