Dom kept distracting them on the way up to the bed, leaning in to nuzzle Kiko’s neck or grab his ass. Halfway up the stairs he actually pushed Kiko up against the wall, hard enough to be jarring, and took hold of his jaw to kiss him. Kiko found this thrilling; Dom wasn’t normally this aggressive, generally preferring to initiate and then let Kiko take the lead after that. He went along with it, though he itched to tear Dom’s clothes off, and that wasn’t the only thing he needed to restrain.
Kiko braced himself against the wall as Dom wedged a leg between Kiko’s and pressed against the hardness in his pants. Kiko gasped; Dom forced his head back against the wall and made his way down the side of Kiko’s mouth to his throat. His lips, his teeth over such a vulnerable area made Kiko groan.
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