Finally gaining victory over the belt, Theodore quickly made away with the bloke's pants. His fingers gently caressed the warmth of the arousal that was under yet another layer. It would soon be dealt with. He had limited patience, but anticipation did make what was delicious much more than that.
He moaned when he felt lips on his collarbone, drawing himself closer to his companion once more as if to urge him onward.
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