His mouth slid over Kavinsky's jaw, his neck, brushing kisses, gentle bites as he went. He adjusted their position until he was fully between Kav's thighs. "We need-- is the lube out?" he asked as one hand slid over the sheets. He couldn't remember if it had been pulled out or if it was still hidden away. But he suddenly needed.
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Date: 2016-09-20 06:21 pm (UTC)