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It was because he was imagining what those teeth could do. He was imagining Benrey's teeth sinking easily into his neck, his shoulder, his stomach. Imagining the slight danger of Benrey's teeth as they wrap their mouth around his dick. Gordon swallowed and then choked on his own spit, coughing into his fist and face beet red.
"Yo, bro, you, uh, you good?" Benrey asked, head tilting not unlike a puppy—which sent more unhelpful thoughts into his traitorous brain, thank you—and Gordon can only give them a thumbs up as he caught his breath, arousal crawling up his spine.
God! What the fuck is wrong with him! He literally never thought about Benrey's teeth like that before, what the hell? He had to admit, however, that it's really hot. And that he… may… want Benrey to bite him. Maybe. Definitely.
Gordon really likes Benrey's teeth, all the sudden. Like, to the point where he's envisioning them biting him. Oh, oh god, he really wants Benrey to bite him.