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Desperately, as much as he can with Charles’ digits between his lips, Oscar shakes his head.
“So sweet,” Charles praises, pinching Oscar’s tongue like it belongs to him. “I’d make you beg for it if I didn’t know it was no use.”
“Our shy baby,” Max follows up, fond and lovely even as his fingers spread out, stretching Oscar’s rim to its limit. “Always tongue-tied. Or maybe you’d rather use your tongue for nicer things?”
sometimes, oscar wonders why he keeps coming back to them. but then they remind him.
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- Part 11 of formula 1 fortnights (fic collection)
