It's hard to maneuver in such close quarters, but he's not exactly complaining - leaving two gentle fingers buried inside him as he bruises his lips with a rough kiss.
"No such thing as too well - not when it's us... not until you're so high you think it's as good as flying." Which is damn high praise as far as he's concerned.
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Date: 2013-05-01 09:05 pm (UTC)"No such thing as too well - not when it's us... not until you're so high you think it's as good as flying." Which is damn high praise as far as he's concerned.