[ while nero's busy complaining, bradley's hand has found it's way up to roll nero's shirt as far as it'll go, lowering himself over him to kiss a trail of wet kisses down his neck, to his collarbone, jumping past the rolled-up fabric and onto the soft skin of his chest. ]
. . . Then just be mine, and in exchange— [ he runs his tongue richly over the sensitive nipple right underneath, before wrapping his lips around it to suck, occasionally grazing it with his teeth. ] . . . —I'll be yours.
[ so it wouldn't be, for once, a one-sided relationship where nero's little more than a glorified underling, and more of an equal standing this time. ]
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. . . Then just be mine, and in exchange— [ he runs his tongue richly over the sensitive nipple right underneath, before wrapping his lips around it to suck, occasionally grazing it with his teeth. ] . . . —I'll be yours.
[ so it wouldn't be, for once, a one-sided relationship where nero's little more than a glorified underling, and more of an equal standing this time. ]