Hey, usually when one stops working, the other takes over.
[He laughs against the column of James' throat, warm and rich, before dragging his tongue along the man's pulse. One hand strays to his hip, pulling him closer with a slight rock upwards, but things are kept slow, almost lazy.]
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[He laughs against the column of James' throat, warm and rich, before dragging his tongue along the man's pulse. One hand strays to his hip, pulling him closer with a slight rock upwards, but things are kept slow, almost lazy.]