Gghh—! *Bastard. That’s fuckin—BASTARD* G— ghhh—et down t- to it— *andstopteasingmeI’mfuckingbeggingyou*
*moves his mouth southward, dragging his tongue through the small trail of hair, then the inside of Rory’s thigh. He’s...
Fine. Let’s do this, boss. - SM
” because you deserve this on your dash.