Daniel let out a soft gasp as he felt Methos press down against him. His hands slid lower to the waist band of the boxers his lover had pulled on earlier to come topside, hands slipping beneath and cupping the elder's ass tightly, pulling him in even more than before.
"Gods you feel so good," he whispered softly. "I can't ever imagine growing tired of touching you or being touched by you..."
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Date: 2010-10-14 03:36 am (UTC)"Gods you feel so good," he whispered softly. "I can't ever imagine growing tired of touching you or being touched by you..."