Bassena chuckled, before the sound was drowned inside the other's mouth. A steady, refreshing current was poured into his system as Zein started to guide him through the kiss. He pushed Zein further to the headboard, slipping himself between the guide's legs, and sneaking his hand inside the older's shirt. He felt the hand clutching his hair tighten as his fingers danced across the guide's skin beneath the shirt, rubbing on the navel, and slowly hiked up the fabric.
There’s No Love In the Deathzone (BL)
LGBT+ · Aerlev
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