(He's Vitamin C, chicken soup and aspirin, flannel-wrapped, take three times daily (going to take him, have to take him) -- EEEE!)
But it's easy to ignore the sweet pain when Blair's pleading whimpers are shivering up Jim's neck, making him wonder what kind of sounds Blair would make if Jim rolled him over and spread him open, wide open, and pushed his cock inside where it belongs, because Blair is letting him do this, is loving this, loving him. Jim knows it, and as he keeps up the maddeningly slow stroke of his hand and Blair twists beneath him, Jim wishes he could say something, somehow tell Blair that he understands, that he wants it, too, so he leans close and whispers in Blair's ear, "Firetrucks."
Blair gasps and throws his head back, so the sweet arch of his neck is exposed, begging for Jim's teeth. As Jim bites down, Blair gives a strangled moan and throbs beautifully in his hand.
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But it's easy to ignore the sweet pain when Blair's pleading whimpers are shivering up Jim's neck, making him wonder what kind of sounds Blair would make if Jim rolled him over and spread him open, wide open, and pushed his cock inside where it belongs, because Blair is letting him do this, is loving this, loving him. Jim knows it, and as he keeps up the maddeningly slow stroke of his hand and Blair twists beneath him, Jim wishes he could say something, somehow tell Blair that he understands, that he wants it, too, so he leans close and whispers in Blair's ear, "Firetrucks."
Blair gasps and throws his head back, so the sweet arch of his neck is exposed, begging for Jim's teeth. As Jim bites down, Blair gives a strangled moan and throbs beautifully in his hand.