Date: 2016-12-08 12:30 am (UTC)
withimagination: (twelve)
His hand goes up Arthur's thigh, and he leans forward to nuzzle at his throat.

"All I want is gentle. I feel like we're as fragile as glass right now," he murmurs in that low voice, licking at his pulse point.
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