19 ; moonlight

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"fuck, shane."

"what?"

"no, no, don't stop. keep touching me."

"oh, okay."

"jesus christ, mm... god, fuck..."

"geez, you're vocal."

"shut up, shane."

"make me, bitch."

...

"ryan, ryan, my god... you're so beautiful."

i open my eyes, just a sliver. moonlight filters through shane's sheer curtains behind his head, like a silver halo.

"yeah? well, you should see yourself, mr. moonlight man."

"how poetic."

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