For Preston
Nov. 1st, 2013 11:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
minimumbullshitfrom here.
"Trust me, that wasn't really what I had in mind," Brian said, and the predatory sharpness in his smile had nothing to do with bloodlust.
Instead, he popped the button on the kid's jeans, dragging down the zipper, and slipped his hand inside. His fingers curled around the kid's dick, his strokes sure and firm, just enough to have him really aching, before he pulled away entirely.
He was cool and calm as he walked toward the bathroom, turning to throw a casual, "You coming?" over his shoulder.
"Trust me, that wasn't really what I had in mind," Brian said, and the predatory sharpness in his smile had nothing to do with bloodlust.
Instead, he popped the button on the kid's jeans, dragging down the zipper, and slipped his hand inside. His fingers curled around the kid's dick, his strokes sure and firm, just enough to have him really aching, before he pulled away entirely.
He was cool and calm as he walked toward the bathroom, turning to throw a casual, "You coming?" over his shoulder.
