Felix could barely steady his breath, watching Alcuin's body beg him like that. His fingers thrust deep, twisted, and withdrew. He paused just long enough to clean his hands with his handkerchief before he began divesting himself of his own clothes.
Once his upper body was bare and he had slid the belt from his trousers, Felix answered Alcuin's question with a low, throaty command. "Get on your knees."
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Date: 2015-10-08 03:01 am (UTC)From:Once his upper body was bare and he had slid the belt from his trousers, Felix answered Alcuin's question with a low, throaty command. "Get on your knees."