And if those promises don't distract him, nothing short of a Mac truck to the face will. Gabriel raises his arms as Sam tugs off his shirt, wrapping himself around the warm, solid form of his Alpha. His Sam. "I'm always begging you Sam. There's nothing I like more than you stuffed up inside me, fucking me until I can't remember my own name."
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Date: 2014-01-20 01:22 pm (UTC)