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Capri Laurent

Low music played around the dim room, the only source of light being the strip of lavender lights Harlem had behind his bed frame and dressers.

Snuggled under the covers Capri slowly shifted his body, deeply inhaling before letting his eyes open.

He could feel Harlem's warm body pressed tightly against his back, his right arm thrown on Cap's waist with his palm pressing fully against the middle of his chest.

Harlem moved his head further against Capri's neck, leaving small warm kisses along his smooth dark skin.

Lifting his hand to gently hold the other side of Cap's neck. "Why you kissin' on me?" Capri mumbled, although he quickly turned his head to the side allowing Harlem more room to explore.

His hips inching backwards until finally colliding with Harlem's morning wood.

"Cause like I told you before, you're mine to touch." Harlem sighed moving his head back and glancing down to where his front met Capri's ass.

Furrowing his brows Harlem dropped his hand from Cap's neck and relocated it to the top of his hip. Lightly thrusting his hips forward making Capri gasp at his size.

"You feel that? It's yours." Harlem hummed, sliding his hand forward and brushing his fingertips along the span of Capri's dick.

A smile pulling at Harlem's lips watching the man jump and immediately place his hand on top of Harlem's.

"What are you doing?" Capri mumbled lower than normal, he couldn't believe he was in this position.

Trapped between two walls only one had a dick and a beautifully white smile.

"Is this okay? I don't wanna make you uncomfortable." Harlem spoke, removing his hands from Capri and letting the man turn over so they were face to face.

Rubbing his lips together Capri focused his eyes anywhere but Harlem's. Trying to ignore the fact they were both hard and Harlem was looking as if he was a second from eating him alive.

"You gon be gentle with me?" Capri whispered, lifting his finger to trace over Harlem's thick brows.

Lem only smiled, leaning forward to connect their lips together.

Slipping his hand into the back Capri's short he teased his way down crack, gripping his left cheek harshly causing a moan to leave the back of Cap's throat.

Harlem pulled back, lips wet with spit he sat up peeling the covers off them while Capri laid back watching intently.

Moving between Capri's legs, Harlem leaned down kissing along the side of his neck. His tongue swirling against his skin no doubt leaving a few hickeys.

"Take this shit off." He leaned back watching Capri blink himself out of a daze and quickly start pulling his shirt over and off his head.

Harlem glanced down with low eyes as Cap finally started to remove his shorts, tracing over the man's body in pure lust and admiration. "You so beautiful. Y'know that?"

After a few minutes of struggling to pull his shorts off Harlem instructed Cap to lift his hips and let him do the rest.

Bare and vulnerable Capri licked his lips watching Harlem admire his long, skinny shaft. Harlem hadn't seen many dicks in his life but he was positive Capri had the prettiest.

A few shades lighter than the rest of his body, Harlem carefully took the hard shaft into big hand, feeling silky veins under his fingertips.

Eyes zeroed in on the pretty dark tan head, watching as beads of precum dotted the tip.