[And that's true enough without elaboration, but Trevor seems dead-set on truth at the moment, for whatever reason. Perhaps the miracle of God-given legs in spandex has inspired it within him. Perhaps it's just the curse of being too sober for his own good.]
For what you do for us. [That, punctuated by a drag of teeth across the tender junction of Adrian's throat and shoulder. Then...] For what you do to me.
[He could write a whole dissertation on the latter, were he so inclined. He's not inclined to do much besides exponentially inappropriate grabbing at the moment, so he'll expand upon it later. Maybe. For now, he's tilting his head up, finally catching Adrian's lips in a heated kiss. It might serve to silence a response. It might just make Adrian drag him away by his hair.
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[And that's true enough without elaboration, but Trevor seems dead-set on truth at the moment, for whatever reason. Perhaps the miracle of God-given legs in spandex has inspired it within him. Perhaps it's just the curse of being too sober for his own good.]
For what you do for us. [That, punctuated by a drag of teeth across the tender junction of Adrian's throat and shoulder. Then...] For what you do to me.
[He could write a whole dissertation on the latter, were he so inclined. He's not inclined to do much besides exponentially inappropriate grabbing at the moment, so he'll expand upon it later. Maybe. For now, he's tilting his head up, finally catching Adrian's lips in a heated kiss. It might serve to silence a response. It might just make Adrian drag him away by his hair.
Either way, he's determined to enjoy it.]