Gideon gladly obliged, fingers tangling into Heath's hair, as his other hand slid over Heath's hip, rocking into him faster, thrusting harder, pushing Heath into the mattress. "Fuck.. yeah, just like that. Fucking perfect," he growled, teeth and lips moving over Heath's still shower-damp skin, biting and licking and sucking, trying to drive Heath closer to the edge.
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