IANTO
"Mmm... you can touch me without us having sex, Remi," Ianto moaned into the alchemist's mouth - he was proving that quite wonderfully even as they spoke, in fact. Utterly compliant as he was pushed back, his hand slid from Remi's curls and down the length of his back, pressing him closer and arching into the contact.
Weak and breathless with it, the fox could do little more than enjoy the trails of fire left in the wake of feathered fingers, eventually managing a frustrated grumble. "You're such a tease," he complained without sounding as though he minded it one bit.
Weak and breathless with it, the fox could do little more than enjoy the trails of fire left in the wake of feathered fingers, eventually managing a frustrated grumble. "You're such a tease," he complained without sounding as though he minded it one bit.
where are your gods now
