Dylan James, broad-shouldered and inked from knuckles to collarbone, pins Ethan Chase against the wall, his grip bruising as their mouths crash together. Ethan’s dark hair falls forward, obscuring the jagged lines of his own sleeves as Dylan’s fingers dig into his waist, holding him still. The air hums with the weight of their bodies, the only sound the rough rasp of skin against skin.
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