Jul
2
You guys have no idea how bad I wanna run my tongue up that vein on the inside of his bicep. Maybe he’s got his forearms braced on the wall on either side of my head, boxing me in, and I just turn to mouth at the hard muscle, biting him a little and making him grunt. He’d push at me harder, shoving me into the wall with his entire body, and then he’d reach down and pull me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. I’d tug at the collar of his shirt, kissing up his neck and making him shiver.
…and then we’d probably fuck up against the wall, I dunno, I ran out of steam.
