Patrick Bateman stands over Rusty, his dark hair framing a body built for strength, while Rusty sits with his smooth, muscular chest exposed. Bateman’s hands grip Rusty’s shoulders as their mouths crash together, teeth clashing in a kiss that leaves no doubt about the hunger behind it. One pulls the other down, fingers digging into the warm skin of a chest pressed against the bed. The air between them is thick with the weight of what comes next.
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