Cath
Cath tasted like cinnamon and sweetness and Red was ready to melt into the feeling of him so impossibly close, a low growl forming in his throat. He made a step forward and Cath succumbed under his strength, willingly giving up the power for a second time.
Red pressed Cath’s hands above their heads, plastering him to the wall behind them without a way back, he wouldn’t allow him to go back anymore. He used his free hand to explore Cath’s body in all the ways he had dreamed of and was denied – the firm muscles on his back, his strong shoulders, his handsome masculine face. There was only one thought in his mind – finish what he had started a few days back at the pond and every move, every touch, every slide of tongues between eager lips, it was all meant for it.
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