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Bishop Han ([personal profile] l0vemekn0t) wrote in [community profile] jikan_rpg 2022-05-27 07:07 pm (UTC)

It’s the same. All of it is the same. This Sawyer might as well be the one he was obsessed with back home. They tasted the same, smelled the same, felt the same. Not that he separated the two very often anymore.

Puffing warm breath against damp skin, he finally shifts and crawls up the length of his lithe body. Kisses are dropped onto soft skin, and he can feel the ache in his jaw that’s telling him to latch onto him.

Instead he noses behind his ear and rolls his hips a few times just to feel the other wriggle the way he does, “don’t want anyone else to have you like this,” he admits lowly and easily slips inside of him with one slow shift. Sawyer is wet and it is easier but he’s still tight and it still feels like a little bit of heaven he doesn’t feel he deserves.

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