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Tom Irwin ([personal profile] extendedmetaphor) wrote 2012-10-12 09:06 pm (UTC)

He let his mouth wander, tongue trailing across Dakin's nipple itself before he worried it with the edge of his teeth, nipping lightly. He lifted his head and then sat back on his heels, looking at the way Dakin's sprawled there, all of that tanned skin. He started to unbutton his own shirt.

"You've never done this before," he said. Not a question. "But have you thought about it, ever? Did you think about this with me?"

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