[ cloud’s fingers deftly pump daan’s cock, hips snapping against him; in a haphazard motion, a hand wrenches his pants and briefs down, cock unfurling amidst the cool air. there are people— staring down, at the edge of the hallway. he sees them out of the corner of his vision, but it does little to deter him.
on the contrary, he lets his cock smear against daan’s ass, hand moving all the more vigorously. it’s slick beneath his finger tips, the friction warming his palm, and he yanks daan into another kiss. cloud moans into his mouth, each breath caught on the cusp of a grunt, and flicks his tongue against daan’s greedily. ]
You know they’re watching, right? [ he mutters into his ear. ] Gonna let ‘em know whose you are?
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on the contrary, he lets his cock smear against daan’s ass, hand moving all the more vigorously. it’s slick beneath his finger tips, the friction warming his palm, and he yanks daan into another kiss. cloud moans into his mouth, each breath caught on the cusp of a grunt, and flicks his tongue against daan’s greedily. ]
You know they’re watching, right? [ he mutters into his ear. ] Gonna let ‘em know whose you are?