[He doesn't even know in what time he does it but he finds himself leaning up against his bathroom wall, bare-chested with his pants unzipped. His hand moves absentmindedly low, palming over the fabric of his jeans.
This may be to tease Gansey, but he's getting a bulk of it too.]
Pull your pants down lower. So I can spread your legs a little wider.
Rubbing myself down against your length, over everywhere you're heavy with that ache. While I kiss your neck, biting into the bare skin because I want to see the marks. Because I know you'll be mad about it when it becomes too hard to hide in public.
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This may be to tease Gansey, but he's getting a bulk of it too.]
Pull your pants down lower. So I can spread your legs a little wider.
Rubbing myself down against your length, over everywhere you're heavy with that ache.
While I kiss your neck, biting into the bare skin because I want to see the marks.
Because I know you'll be mad about it when it becomes too hard to hide in public.