With Patrick tugging at his sweater and telling him to lock it up for now, David is much less concerned about what’s being said and infinitely more interested in what’s happening as their clothes come off.
“Tu sens tellement bon,” Patrick whispers as his hands slide down his back, over the flexing muscles.
David moans, a nearly Pavlovian response to Patrick’s particular internationally-flavored dirty talk, but also from his lips brushing along his jawline.
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The night at Stevie's, but make it French. READ IT ON A03.










