Seeing the Sights || Flit & Garret
It wan an invitation he never realized he was waiting for as his hands found the hem of Flit’s shirt and raised it slightly just so he could feel the skin it was hiding. It didn’t take long for him to realize that he just didn’t want that fabric there any longer. Without any hesitation he push the fabric up, breaking away only long enough to pull the shirt off. “Better" he smirked as he felt the bed against his legs. He knew the routine by now except this time he had permission to try something different.
Flit giggled as his shirt was removed. He pulled at and removed Garret's shirt. As he laid back, pulling Garret over him, his lips moved to his boyfriend's neck. He licked and sucked at it, scratching down his back. As one slid down to grab his ass the other, started to work at Garret's jeans.








