“is that so? cause i think i have an idea, baby,” he practically imitated the other, he could feel himself harden beneath the constricting fabrics of his clothing, and his lustful desires began to take over his actions. he rolled over and moved up onto his knees, close enough that the tent in his shorts was more than noticeable to the other, and only inches away from the smaller male’s face. “nah, not a gentleman at all,” he released the words from between his lips with a soft exhale, the sound almost interchangeable with a groan.
redding smirked to himself, adjusting his position and moving his hand to rest under boston’s shorts, on the back of his thigh. “hmm,” he practically purrs, languidly tracing circles with his fingers against the other’s skin, “you say that but, what are you goin’ to do to prove it? you goin’ to fuck me like a pretty little whore? make me beg? prove it to me baby, and be mean.”
