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Date: 2016-09-01 10:38 pm (UTC)
viewsource: (:\'i told my therapist about you')
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[The words were a bit sobering, Elliot's eyes widening again. It wasn't really shock or fear. There was just an honesty and seriousness to it. And he knew it was true. John could have killed him at basically any point and he never had.

And now he was between his legs wanting him and Elliot wanted him too. This wasn't bad because he wasn't taking advantage, if anything John was taking advantage of him. He'd after all, told John to do what he wanted. A free pass to anything his teenage hormones could've dreamed up.

He didn't say another word, watching John as he touched him, eyes meeting his. His gaze far more lazy but his desire was just as clear as if the way his dick got harder at the other's attention wasn't evidence enough.]


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