[ The man who could wait any amount of time with those lips playing on his neck is a man with more willpower than Wyatt. Shuddering, he murmurs and drops his own lips to Nico's shoulder. He feels his way, peppering soft kisses along his skin. ]
I vote corner. You knew I would.
[ He lifts his head, nipping at Nico's lips. His thumbs press into the space between his hips bones, kneading at them. ]
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I vote corner. You knew I would.
[ He lifts his head, nipping at Nico's lips. His thumbs press into the space between his hips bones, kneading at them. ]