His back hit bark with a hard thump, his heart jumping with it. He didn't
have time to think before Merrick had his lips again, and he groaned into
them. Bad idea. Bad idea, Gavin, Merrick is going to stab you in the
intestines, later, if he figures this out. If you so much as whisper a
reminder that this ever happened, he's going to stab you.
So just don't ever whisper about it.
Don't whisper about it, and maybe you can help him in the meantime.
His own heart is pounding - Merrick's hands against his ribcage, the rushed
beat drumming against his ribs so hard that it must have vibrated right
through Merrick's fingers. His body had already well reacted - his trouser
drawing painfully tight across his groin, which just made him feel
stupider. His own fingers gripped hard into leather, pulling at it until
they met fabric instead, then skin.
The press of Gavin's hardness against his thigh startled Merrick a bit, the way the snap of a twig would frighten a rabbit-- but he didn't run. Instead he twisted his body enough to reach his hand down and touch that hardness, in some weird display of exposure therapy.
He squeezed Gavin through his trousers while they kissed, his nerves still wrought tight, blood pumping, in desperate need of release.
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His back hit bark with a hard thump, his heart jumping with it. He didn't have time to think before Merrick had his lips again, and he groaned into them. Bad idea. Bad idea, Gavin, Merrick is going to stab you in the intestines, later, if he figures this out. If you so much as whisper a reminder that this ever happened, he's going to stab you.
So just don't ever whisper about it.
Don't whisper about it, and maybe you can help him in the meantime.
His own heart is pounding - Merrick's hands against his ribcage, the rushed beat drumming against his ribs so hard that it must have vibrated right through Merrick's fingers. His body had already well reacted - his trouser drawing painfully tight across his groin, which just made him feel stupider. His own fingers gripped hard into leather, pulling at it until they met fabric instead, then skin.
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He squeezed Gavin through his trousers while they kissed, his nerves still wrought tight, blood pumping, in desperate need of release.