Chris Rockway and Riley Price stand close, their dark hair framing sharp, muscular frames as one grips the other’s waist while their mouths lock in a deep kiss. The air hums with the press of bodies, fingers tracing the smooth skin of a back, the tension thick between them. One bends slightly, pulling the other into a tighter hold, their movements precise and deliberate.
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