http://surfacage.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] surfacage.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] surfacage 2011-03-13 02:12 am (UTC)

Jack chokes back another gasp at the intrusion, and his nails leave scores of red down the small of Vincent's back. He hasn't been taken in months, and he's nearly forgotten how it feels.

One hand would dip between them, then, a finger tracing up Vincent's length almost in retaliation.

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