"Fuck," Oliver groaned, not trying to keep quiet, and road Sam's leg a little, just to get the edge off. It was hard, and so was he, so it was a perfect combination right now. Sam was perfect right now, and his mouth trailing all along Oliver's skin, and if that didn't blow his mind, nothing would.
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Date: 2019-02-06 12:53 am (UTC)