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Nicole raised her eyes from her distracted dish-washing as the café door chimed open.
“Thank God it’s you,” she said as Insomniac leaned onto the counter, as always bare-chested despite the coldness outside. “I was ready to scream bloody murder here.”
“Nicole,” he articulated in a low voice, “I have been thrusted into a… delicate predicament,” and he slowly shifted until his crotch was in line with her field of vision.
Nicole, ready for anything but the sight that greeted her, felt her head fall forward a little. “Dude,” she said, because she couldn’t not say anything when the man in front of her, whom she had always believed to be unbothered by such base affairs, was showing through his loose pants what could only be… “Is that a hard-on?”
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“Mind your manners, Mark," Gabriel told him above his whine, one hand in his hair. "I’m working. I will not stand any distractions. Though…” Something flashed in his dark brown eyes. “It isn’t as though you were capable of being one.”
Mark drew himself straighter, indignation lifting the haze off his brain in a flash – and in doing so, almost hit his head on the desk he was still ducked under.
“Excuse me?”
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The summons came as Ian was finishing buttoning his winter coat. One text message, no signature, simply saying “My office. Now.”
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“We were talking,” Lucky finally says. “About boys.” The word is oozing with vitriol. “And he was telling me all about his type. The kinda men he likes. And— I’m never going to be one of them, am I?”
Ian doesn’t bother telling him otherwise. Instead, he says: “I’m really not in the mood.”
Lucky, if anything, only raises his chin higher. His hands sneak farther and brush against Ian’s crotch. “I will make you be.”
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Lucky does not have a kink on priests.
It just so happens that the guy he’s sucking is a priest, which isn’t a kink, really. Only a quirky little characteristic that absolutely didn’t draw Lucky to him in the first place.