[August smiles and Theo matches it, stroking his thumb over August's lower lip before moving his hand down his neck; gripping at the junction of throat and shoulder, because a shuddering sigh just rolled through him. August's hand on his cock is well appreciated, breathing shallow as he feels him pump him and leans to put their foreheads together. Leans to press a kiss to the corner of August's mouth, nipping at that smiling lower lip with a hurried laugh.
Theo meets the pulse of magic subconsciously; a minty green refresh humming from within, heightening the senses and rejuvenating any bitten grooves along August's neck beneath the wet swipe of Theo's tongue. How do you say I want to come in your bathwater without just saying-]
I want to get you off. Your bath, your rules - what do you want? I'll do it.
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Theo meets the pulse of magic subconsciously; a minty green refresh humming from within, heightening the senses and rejuvenating any bitten grooves along August's neck beneath the wet swipe of Theo's tongue. How do you say I want to come in your bathwater without just saying-]
I want to get you off. Your bath, your rules - what do you want? I'll do it.