Far from disapproving of the kiss, Michael met fierceness for fierceness and was harder for it, even before slightly cool fingers slid inside his boxers. The low, gruff sound of approval was lost to the music of the club, but he kept pouring his appreciation into the kiss, fingers digging into Kersen's ass in a way that might have been painful if it wasn't for the leather in the way. His hips shifted forward, and he broke the kiss at last, his breathing laboured for the best of reasons. He leaned in close, so he could speak in Kersen's ear and have a chance at being heard over the music without having to shout, just push his voice. The question was simple, and to the point. "Do you bottom?"
And, more to the point, what about right here, right now, with Michael.
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Date: 2014-08-19 05:54 pm (UTC)And, more to the point, what about right here, right now, with Michael.