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sir godfrey (lathander's specialest little boy) ([personal profile] gwilym) wrote in [personal profile] netherese 2025-05-29 03:23 am (UTC)

[ A sparse glance is all that Godfrey spares the bottle once it's produced against the thick bulk of his bare shoulder.

There's a moment before he realizes what the bottle is, or that he had only just asked for it, in which it exists as a mere obstacle to his current priority; suffocating himself between Gale's pectorals. His hand holding him by his back, pushing his body against his face, his other palm running the length of his naked thigh and tasting the warmth of his skin. He would live out the rest of the night in happiness here, if he would have been allowed to.

But he wouldn't be, of course - the delayed recognition of that bottle and its contents comes with an uncomfortable and profound pang in his hips, his cock pulling tight at the thought of more. He pulls back from his skin with a rough sigh, and looks up, touches Gale's gaze with his own. The words occur to him slowly, the shape of them before their meaning.

Once he has them, he reluctantly pulls himself free, slipping his hands from his body and leaning back to expose his hard cock pinned between the two of them.
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