untidy rooms and rumpled beds

RANCE

As soon as Oliver's tongue joined in the game, Rance groaned his approval. The fingers teasing below his waistline seemed to leave a tingling trail in the their wake that almost had him growling instead. He would have said it was almost shy if Oliver hadn't proven how shy he wasn't already. Fingers flex around bicep, before dropping away. They found his waist just as quickly and pulled Oliver's lower body close as Rance rocked his hips forward with a grunt, the friction more than welcome. Arousal was a low fire inside him that each moment of passion was stoking.

Rance nipped at the blond's bottom lip, licking over the 'wound', before murmuring, "What do you want to do?" He rolled his hips again and added, "What do you watn me to do to you?"

i dont want for much, only a book, some whiskey
and the kiss of your touch