aivelin: “Stede.” Ed tilted his head closer, beard rasping along Stede’s jaw and t
aivelin: “Stede.” Ed tilted his head closer, beard rasping along Stede’s jaw and that really oughtn’t to have been as titillating as it was, making him wonder how it would feel… elsewhere. “Mate. Don’t know about you, but things are getting a bit… urgent, if you get my drift.” “Mm!” God, his hips were rocking, rubbing against Ed’s, and he couldn’t – didn’t – want to stop them. And the fingers. Fingers on his buttons. Offer and invitation and he nodded, pressing breathless, open mouthed kisses down the curve of Ed’s neck. “C’n’you do me?” Ed breathed, tugging at Stede’s buttons. Do him. Do for him. Do with him. New “Fancy” collaboration with @amuseoffyre ! Read fic - https://archiveofourown.org/works/39293256 -- source link
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