[Phillip smiles, his own blue eyes scanning the man’s face as he slowly drags the finger down, past the crest of his chin and over his Adam’s apple. It’s a weird situation, to be sure, because he looks and acts so much like the other Julian and it would be easy to lean on that knowledge, assume things of him that he would never assume of someone he just met. But he refuses to do that.
He leans in, so their lips are barely apart, almost brushing against Julian’s as he speaks.]
Rowdy enough.
[He closes the small gap between them, kissing the other man firmly and nipping at his lower lip.]
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He leans in, so their lips are barely apart, almost brushing against Julian’s as he speaks.]
Rowdy enough.
[He closes the small gap between them, kissing the other man firmly and nipping at his lower lip.]