Fuck. Want you, so bad. [Yuri groans again, and he reaches down between them to stroke over Flynn's cock, firm and steady. Trust Flynn to know the words that go straight to his head, and straight to his cock]
Lubes a little bit closer to my bed, than in here. If that's what you want.
[Of course, he doesn't mind other forms of more athletic sex, if that's what Flynn had in mind]
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Lubes a little bit closer to my bed, than in here. If that's what you want.
[Of course, he doesn't mind other forms of more athletic sex, if that's what Flynn had in mind]