[ graves confirms, because credence is being a little shit and as much as graves likes it, he enjoys getting to shut him up as well. and that he does when he sucks a little lovebite at his collarbone, marking pristine fair skin for himself because he can.
he undoes one button, two, testing and exploring, guilt and pleasure coiling in his chest -- it's dangerous and wrong, but the pull is so very potent. ] Do you want me to be your first, Credence? The first man to kiss you, to touch you, to whisper things in your ear you wish you could do.
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[ graves confirms, because credence is being a little shit and as much as graves likes it, he enjoys getting to shut him up as well. and that he does when he sucks a little lovebite at his collarbone, marking pristine fair skin for himself because he can.
he undoes one button, two, testing and exploring, guilt and pleasure coiling in his chest -- it's dangerous and wrong, but the pull is so very potent. ] Do you want me to be your first, Credence? The first man to kiss you, to touch you, to whisper things in your ear you wish you could do.