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   “Like you don’t enjoy being bossed around.” Mason’s answer was accompanied by an easy smirk, weight shifting forward as the other fell back. Legs spread provided all the invitation Mason needed, head dipping. Lips chasing first across the lower part of Dick’s stomach, the fuzzy trail of hair always taking his interest. “I’m insulted you think anything less than that was on my mind, Dicky.”













