Jared Shaw’s lean, dark-haired body presses against Tommy Hunter’s as he grips his waist, fingers digging into smooth skin while their mouths crash together. The standing man’s grip tightens on the couch’s edge as Jared’s tongue forces its way past lips, teeth scraping just hard enough to make Hunter’s breath hitch. One hand slides down, calloused fingers tracing the curve of his hip before slipping lower, pulling back just enough to tease before closing around him.
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