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The Farmer takes this as a challenge, and also pulls Alex into the kiss, his own hand moving up from his neck and resting in his hair, tugging on it. The one that was once resting on his jaw is tracing over the red-purple hickeys littered just above his collarbone and sneaks down to his pecs, grazing over a perked nipple.
The reaction is instant, a jump of his hips, trying to rut against him and get some kind of friction on his achingly hard, leaking cock, a stuttered moan swallowed down by a particularly rough kiss, then a bite on his bottom lip. It takes a moment for Alex to get his composure and get back at his lover, pushing him down to sit fully on his thighs and the desperate bulge strained against his sweatpants.***
A smutshot I poured my heart and soul into.