The bearded man grips the stool-bound one’s hips while his tongue plunges deep into his mouth, fingers digging into the slim waist beneath his tight shirt. His dark hair falls forward as the standing man leans in, teeth grazing the other’s neck before pulling back to trail open-mouthed kisses down his chest. The muscular one’s grip never loosens, his thumb pressing just above the waistband where the stool’s edge bites into the skin.
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