[ In a second. It's agreed upon when Caleb turns his head to capture Frank's lips in another passionate, sloppy kiss. He's rolling his hips against the other man and nearly pushes himself away when he feels himself getting hard enough that the front of his pants is getting tight. ]
Okay, okay. Gotta stop.
[ He sounds out of breath because he is. He puts some space between him and Frank because he has to. Otherwise, they are going to be rutting like two dogs in heat in an alleyway. ]
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Okay, okay. Gotta stop.
[ He sounds out of breath because he is. He puts some space between him and Frank because he has to. Otherwise, they are going to be rutting like two dogs in heat in an alleyway. ]
Hotel. But we gotta make a stop, first.