[There is mirth in the upturn of Viktor's lips against Brad's, hungrily kissing him over and over. That compliment was much easier to take. A testament to his passion and persistence feeds Viktor's ego better than anything said towards his looks. The kind of flattery that settles between his ribs and makes his heart pound.
He writhes lightly at the press between his legs, but any hesitation is brief. Viktor's thighs open just enough for Brad to slip between them. Viktor's outward leg hooks around the back of him, pulling him in.
In just a thin pair of linen briefs, there's not a need or a want to hide his own arousal. Viktor ruts himself against the musculature of Brad's now captured thigh, catching the man's bottom lip between his teeth with a smirk to do so.]
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He writhes lightly at the press between his legs, but any hesitation is brief. Viktor's thighs open just enough for Brad to slip between them. Viktor's outward leg hooks around the back of him, pulling him in.
In just a thin pair of linen briefs, there's not a need or a want to hide his own arousal. Viktor ruts himself against the musculature of Brad's now captured thigh, catching the man's bottom lip between his teeth with a smirk to do so.]