Gage Unkut, shaved head and inked from neck to wrists, pins Ty Mitchell down by the shoulders while his dark hair brushes the sheets, then slams his mouth into a bruising kiss. Ty’s muscles ripple under his tattoos as Gage’s grip tightens, fingers digging into his back before he flips him onto his stomach, the bed creaking under their weight. The air thickens as Gage’s breath hots against the nape of Ty’s neck, his lips already tracing the curve of his spine.
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