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Joe Russo (notalongtime) wrote in heureuxlake,

“I have no complaints about that," Joe murmured, dropping his head to kiss and suck at the exposed areas of Ram's neck. At some point, Joe supposed, it might be less appealing to try to leave a mark on Ram like a randy teenager, but today was not that day. The hand in his back pocket had him leisurely rolling his hips into Ram before he shifted position to better slot between his legs.

Joe had certainly thought plenty about Ram when they were apart, putting his imagination and the things Ram had told him to use in the privacy of his bed and shower. The short-lived, casual relationships in Joe’s past had never brought with them so much communication. "So do I. Especially since I know how much you like my hands on you." He nipped at Ram's earlobe and added in a whisper, "In you."

He chuckled as he felt Ram arch against him. "I’d ask how many books you have." Joe brushed a kiss over his Adam's apple. "But I can’t seem to care right now."