The stocky man with dark hair and a clean-shaven face grips the other’s shirt, pulling him close for a rough kiss while his fingers dig into the smooth, average-built man’s waist. The older officer’s grip is firm, his mouth demanding as the younger one leans in, his dark hair framing the desperate way he presses back. Outside beneath concrete pillars, the air is thick with the sound of their breaths and the way one’s hand slides down to grip the other’s ass, ready to pull him against the hard length already straining against his pants.
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