Cazden Hunter pins Diego Sans to the bed, his beard rough against the other’s chest as they grip each other’s muscles, lips locked in a deep kiss. The bearded man’s hands slide over Diego’s hairy torso, fingers digging into the hard planes while the clean-shaven one arches into the pressure, their mouths never breaking. The bed creaks under Cazden’s weight as he leans down, pulling Diego’s head back by the hair, their breath ragged and unsteady.
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