[The lips on him are heavenly. In this moment, he feels so light, so warm, so desirable, so beautiful.
Yet, something in him falters, and as Cater moves to undress him, Vil pulls back, a conflicted look on his face. This gorgeous ginger was just sitting in front of him, giving himself over to Vil so easily...
Why does he feel so unbalanced? Why does he suddenly feel so exposed? He certainly has not an ounce of shame over his body...]
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Yet, something in him falters, and as Cater moves to undress him, Vil pulls back, a conflicted look on his face. This gorgeous ginger was just sitting in front of him, giving himself over to Vil so easily...
Why does he feel so unbalanced? Why does he suddenly feel so exposed? He certainly has not an ounce of shame over his body...]