"You want me to tell you here, right now?" Stag's breath was hot against Shadow's neck. His hands were gripping his hips, tightly, thumbs hooked between the skin of his waist and his shorts. "How much I've wanted you? How much I've wanted to fuçk that tight little mouth of yours?"
"Tell me," Shadow challenged, his hands slipping underneath the other's shirt, exploring its way across his chest, briefly passing over his nipples.
Shadow grit his teeth, well aware that the arouśal in his shorts was beginning to grow apparent. He just squeezed the other's asś with one hand, pulling him in for a sloppy, messy kiss with the other. It was a tacit competition between the two setters--who would give in to desperation first.
"Fuçk," Stag panted into his mouth, wedging his thigh in between the other's legs. "Fuçk you."
"Isn't that what you're trying to do right now?" Shadow asked, though he quickly regretted it when the other's thigh rubbed at his painfully growing ereçtion, biting his lip hard in order to suppress a whine.
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RomanceShadow knows two things. One, he's very bad with emotions Two, he's very much head over heels for his best friend but he'd never tell you Stag also knows two things. One, there's a server shipping him and Shadow. Two, Shadow is being weird and he do...
