He held his hand out, taking the lube when Kavinsky pressed it into his hand. Poison eased back as he opened it, slicked his fingers. He tossed it onto the bed and leaned over Kavinsky again, brushing down his thigh with the back of his hand. "Guide me or you're going to end up slick in all the wrong places." He grinned.
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Date: 2016-09-21 06:00 pm (UTC)