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"Argh! F–Fuck..." He arched against the wall, brushing his hair back and staring at the ceiling.
Lucian started by slowly wrapping his mouth around the tip. Just the tip. But gods, feeling his warmth on just that small part of himself made Elian reckless.
[Relax, fruitcake. He hasn’t even started yet.]
Elian groaned, but it wasn’t out of frustration. It was pure, unfiltered pleasure.
"You like that?" Lucian whispered beneath him just then, sounding smu ...
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