AngelFall (Larry Stylinson)
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Louis found himself in a situation where he had to shift his attention away from what he was previously focused on. He slowly turned his gaze towards the window where the croissants that were soon to be served to him were resting and cleared his throat, but he didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed or ashamed for being caught in the act. Louis was a confident man who never hesitated to pursue his desires, even if he sometimes failed to maintain discretion. He believed that his desires were a natural part of being human, and he saw no reason to suppress or deny them.
The boy looked back at his client and nervously bit his lower lip. This innocent gesture caught the attention of the blue-eyed man, awakening something in his lower region. The boy's lips were full and inviting, and the way he nibbled on them made the man's heart race. Despite the boy's seemingly innocent gesture, the man couldn't shake off the sexual connotation that it carried.
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