Arthur bit back on a groan when Tony ground himself against his ass. Fuck. "And mess up your brand new desk," he asked, his voice huskier and lower. Oh but he did love that idea. Still, he turned around so he could help remove the rest of Tony's clothing, or at least get access to skin. He got as far as undoing his belt before he bit down on his bottom lip hard enough so only a low groan escaped in response to his stroking. He bucked into Tony's hand and jerked at Tony's belt.
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Date: 2012-05-28 04:17 am (UTC)