[Riley moans into Ferran's mouth, rolls his hips up into the touch best he can.
Zetta growls against Deacon's skin, biting harder before she leans back. She hooks her fingers in the waistband of his underwear.] God, I always miss you when we go down there, [she mutters without thinking.]
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Zetta growls against Deacon's skin, biting harder before she leans back. She hooks her fingers in the waistband of his underwear.] God, I always miss you when we go down there, [she mutters without thinking.]