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“Oh, Garcia. He’s gonna kill you.”
“Probably. Or kiss me.”
There it is once again - that expression on his face, the eager eyes, darker than usual. Starving. The look you’ve seen him save for only Frankie, when he thinks nobody seees him looking. But since Fight Night, you’ve accidentally found yourself on the receiving end of that look as well.
Heat travels through you as you think back to the locker room. Your jeans pulled down, Frankie in front of you on his knees to eat you out, and then Santi had walked in on the two of you. Startled at first, which quickly turned into heated looks and some words exchanged between you and him, Frankie’s mouth still on you as you had felt his reactions to what was going on. ‘ Fuck off or lend a hand, Pope’ , your filter entirely not functioning as you had been so close to coming. Santi’s eyes first on you, then on Frankie, biting his lip hard. ‘ God, you sure look pretty like that,’ and then, groaning as he’d watched Frankie’s fingers slide into you, ‘Ask me again when there’s more time, hermosa’ before he left.
You take a deep breath, trying to stay in the here and now. “What are you doing, Santi?”"Hmmm?"
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- Part 2 of Nothing That I Didn't Know