"I want it," he said again, his voice steadier this time. Deliberate. His head tilted back allowing Irwin the whole of his neck if he wanted it, one hand tugging at his hair while the other remained on his back, pulling him closer. "I fucking want it."
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Date: 2012-10-11 10:13 pm (UTC)