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Tweak says, "I paddled home with my tongue."

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jule1122 ([info]jule1122) wrote in [info]qaf_drabbles,
@ 2012-07-09 16:40:00
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Challenge #210" Rimming vs Blowjobs
Title: A Certain Kind of Comfort
Condom: Rimming

Justin entered the loft and headed straight for the bedroom, stripping his suit as he went. Brian would be pissed, but he didn’t care.

He collapsed, naked, onto the bed, burying his face is his arms and trying desperately to forget.

Justin woke to the feel of hands stroking his back before coming to rest on his ass. Then warm breath and the cook slickness of Brian’s tongue against his hole.

He tensed slightly, but Brian held him still and kept licking and stroking, opening him slowly with his tongue, until there was nothing but want and need and. . . love.


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