[ soft, giving koby's bottom a gentle squeeze as he rises, will's eyes following his movements with every turn. he can't remember when their sessions turned into this, into something fraught with tension and lust and want. they've talked through these sessions before - will playing with koby and guiding him through murky waters until the next moment he's bouncing in his lap.
every time will graham plucks at koby alvida he finds something new, delectable, addictive. he reaches down to press koby's chin between forefinger and thumb - raising his head before fingers slide up and into his hair, gripping gently. ]
You asked for Xanax, didn't you? [ it's not an answer, though, is it? ] Weren't you going to show me something?
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[ soft, giving koby's bottom a gentle squeeze as he rises, will's eyes following his movements with every turn. he can't remember when their sessions turned into this, into something fraught with tension and lust and want. they've talked through these sessions before - will playing with koby and guiding him through murky waters until the next moment he's bouncing in his lap.
every time will graham plucks at koby alvida he finds something new, delectable, addictive. he reaches down to press koby's chin between forefinger and thumb - raising his head before fingers slide up and into his hair, gripping gently. ]
You asked for Xanax, didn't you? [ it's not an answer, though, is it? ] Weren't you going to show me something?