[ Oh baby!! Please bruise his ass with your hand print, Hank. He kisses at his neck, pressing himself closer and so open and inviting. Fuck him, Hank, oh please just shove him onto your bed and turn him around and—
Oh.
What? Wait, what? Coming down from is arousal is like trying to swim through molasses and he makes a confused little trill of a purr. Suddenly Hank is in front of him, protecting and— Beth?!
Fucking great. Gavin clings to Hank's arm, peeking over his arm to look at her. She did just try to kill him. He glares. ]
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Oh.
What? Wait, what? Coming down from is arousal is like trying to swim through molasses and he makes a confused little trill of a purr. Suddenly Hank is in front of him, protecting and— Beth?!
Fucking great. Gavin clings to Hank's arm, peeking over his arm to look at her. She did just try to kill him. He glares. ]
You tryin' to finish the job?