[ people stare brazenly, eyes clinging onto the sight of them fucking; cloud buries his face into the crook of daan's shoulder before biting at his neck, a hand snaking around his hips to pry his hand from his cock -- and replace it with his own, attempting to jerk him to completion as he drives into him. ]
Daan, [ he mumbles into his skin, breathless. ] come for me.
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Daan, [ he mumbles into his skin, breathless. ] come for me.