so you say you want a deathbed scene, the knowledge that comes
before knowledge
before knowledge
and you want it dirty
Nate grinned wide, wild, and lifted his free hand towards his mouth, tongue hovering over the bite mark on his wrist before he shifted up and licked his palm instead. His eyes ran over Sams exposed chest, his breath punching out of him in excited bursts. He didn’t think he’d ever been so aroused, ever wanted someone so badly. The hand he’d licked cup between Sams legs, stroking the bookmakers cock roughly.
”Tell me how badly you want it.” Nate growled, voice low, his hand growing tougher between Sams legs. He leaned in before the other man could answer, kissing and biting at his neck, hoping to choke the answer, draw the moment out longer.
”Tell me how badly you want it.” Nate growled, voice low, his hand growing tougher between Sams legs. He leaned in before the other man could answer, kissing and biting at his neck, hoping to choke the answer, draw the moment out longer.
and no one can figure out what you want
and you won’t tell them
NATE
