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"Hmm, or something like... this," Roger murmured, releasing his thigh as he firmly took a hold of his hips instead. Then he turned Freddie around and pushed him into the wall, playfully rough. Freddie made a surprised noise, somewhere between a gasp and a laugh, allowing himself to be manhandled. But as it happened, Roger felt the mood of the moment shift. The flirtatious humour gave way to a glimpse of something altogether more intangible and darker. Raising one hand to Freddie's shoulder, Roger brushed away wet strands of hair and kissed the exposed skin at the nape of Freddie's neck as he pressed the weight of his body into him.
Freddie shivered."This working for you?" Roger murmured against his shoulder. His hips bucked almost of their own accord, one knee nudging Freddie's legs apart, his dick rubbing up against Freddie's arse. "Cause I think it's working for me..."
He was still joking, of course.
Wasn't he?
Instead of a reply, Freddie made that throaty, almost catlike sound which Roger adored and braced himself against the wall. Roger looked down, watching as his hips rocked against Freddie's arse. Watching his cock rub up against him..."