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Date: 2014-08-22 07:18 am (UTC)Bruce couldn't keep from groaning and panting like a bitch in heat. Tony's tongue was leaving trails in his chest, and oh feeling the man's cock rubbing against his leg. There was nothing dignified or graceful about this--just two men in love who desperately wanted to fuck each other's brains out. And Bruce loved it.
But when Tony's kisses started going towards his abdomen, Bruce caught him by the hair, intending to drag him back up to kiss him on the mouth. "No lower. You can't go lower."
He didn't dare tempt fate, not when he was so keyed up. But he was ready to take care of Tony. He was so sick of his boyfriend wandering off to take care of himself, and he really wanted to see his face when climaxing again.