"All the sodding time." Alfie said again, and at Julien's request he felt himself blushing, but he also felt himself harder in his jeans and why couldn't they be lying down now, or why couldn't Julien just bloody touch him. He thought it, and heard himself saying, "Makes me fucking hard, thinking about you. I have to...." He stopped, embarrassed and mortified and still not quite able to stop kissing him. What the hell was he saying? He didn't know. But it felt really nice to be able to say it.
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