RANCE
Rance chuckled at the challenge, already pulling back and tugging on clothes in earnest before the door clicked shut. He had months of pent up sexual need and frustration, and Oliver was going to get the full force of its release....
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Considerable time would pass before true calm lay between them. Rance lay beside Oliver on the bed, an arm wrapped around his midsection, leg hooked over one of his. The blankets had half fallen off the bed, barely shielding their bare legs from the cold. Not that the cold mattered all that much when Rance was still hot from their activities. He slid his hand from Oliver's ribs, brushing fingers over the tattoo there, down to his hip and thigh, then back up again, enjoying the feel of bare skin and the lithe muscle beneath it. He mouthed one of the many bruises he'd left on neck and shoulder, lathing it gently with his tongue before murmuring against reddened skin, "Mm... I am very glad I came over..." His voice was a shade rougher than usual, still recovering from the moans sex had pulled from it.
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Considerable time would pass before true calm lay between them. Rance lay beside Oliver on the bed, an arm wrapped around his midsection, leg hooked over one of his. The blankets had half fallen off the bed, barely shielding their bare legs from the cold. Not that the cold mattered all that much when Rance was still hot from their activities. He slid his hand from Oliver's ribs, brushing fingers over the tattoo there, down to his hip and thigh, then back up again, enjoying the feel of bare skin and the lithe muscle beneath it. He mouthed one of the many bruises he'd left on neck and shoulder, lathing it gently with his tongue before murmuring against reddened skin, "Mm... I am very glad I came over..." His voice was a shade rougher than usual, still recovering from the moans sex had pulled from it.
i dont want for much, only a book, some whiskey
and the kiss of your touch
and the kiss of your touch
