A breath between lessons, two bodies pressed close, the weight of a tie’s silk against skin, eyes locked in the unspoken...

A breath between lessons, two bodies pressed close, the weight of a tie’s silk against skin, eyes locked in the unspoken promise of what comes next. The jacket’s maroon whispers of authority, but the heat between them is all their own. #muscle

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