"You mean you're not already?" Karl's smiling, but they both know it's not really a joke. "Not what I meant." Karl's fingers are warm and firm as they slide along sweat-slick skin. "So tell me what you mean." "Just..." Dom shifts, sighs, purrs. "It's alright. If you...y'know. Want to use me." "How do you mean?" Karl whispers, breath teasing the shell of Dom's ear. Dom shifts again, hard and impatient. "Just...use me." He moans when Karl presses a palm against his cock. "Yeah...like that." Karl's next whisper is a promise. "We'll use each other."
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