Will Braun and his dark-haired partner climb a ladder, their slim frames stretched taut against the wood as one leans back, fingers tracing the other’s tight abs. The air hums with the slow press of lips, tongues flicking between teeth before sliding lower to grip and tease, while hands grip and pull at the waistband of their clothes. By the end, the ladder’s rungs are forgotten, only the heat of skin on skin remains, the last threads of fabric slipping away to reveal everything.
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