[ jason leans in and zack's breath catches a little at the shift in weight, the slow slide of their lips against each other, unhurried now even though zack's not good at being patient. he is good, apparently, at letting jason set the pace. at letting jason lead.
not just in this, but in general.
slowly, the last threads of impatience unravel, despite the fact that his cock is more than interested in proceedings again, curving hard between their bodies. there's something addictive to kissing jason, something that makes his mind go quiet and his muscles unwind until he's more pliant than he thinks he's ever been, underneath jason. ]
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not just in this, but in general.
slowly, the last threads of impatience unravel, despite the fact that his cock is more than interested in proceedings again, curving hard between their bodies. there's something addictive to kissing jason, something that makes his mind go quiet and his muscles unwind until he's more pliant than he thinks he's ever been, underneath jason. ]