[He'd just come. His toes were still curling with the aftershocks of coming so hard.
So why did hearing Booker's frank talk about fucking send a jolt of arousal through him? He groaned, flopping an arm over his eyes as if to hide from his insatiable lover.]
You will be the death of me, you know that right?
[At the mention of black out curtains, though, he flopped that arm back to the bed so he could shift and kiss the other boy.]
Just promise me that I will not be the only one to open them, sì?
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Date: 2020-09-01 02:47 am (UTC)So why did hearing Booker's frank talk about fucking send a jolt of arousal through him? He groaned, flopping an arm over his eyes as if to hide from his insatiable lover.]
You will be the death of me, you know that right?
[At the mention of black out curtains, though, he flopped that arm back to the bed so he could shift and kiss the other boy.]
Just promise me that I will not be the only one to open them, sì?