His rough, oil-slicked fingers traced his forehead, pulling an awkward grin as desire surged. The moment his hands anointed his feet, Stryker’s grip closed around his hardening cock, and submission took over. Kneeling, he looked up at the towering figure, instincts kicking in like a familiar memory. Just as before, he bent over, surrendering to the older man’s dominance and his own cravings.
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