[He's not nervous. No. He's still reeling. Caleb Page of all people here with him. Frank has spent so long watching him out of the corner of his eye in the ranks, in the bar. Kneeling on the bed pretty much above him. Goddamn.
The lube is cool and he rubs his fingertips together.]
One for now. Got it.
[That first stroke has him groaning.]
Good. I dunno when we'll be able to do this again.
[Frank's thick pointer encircles Caleb's ring piece.]
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The lube is cool and he rubs his fingertips together.]
One for now. Got it.
[That first stroke has him groaning.]
Good. I dunno when we'll be able to do this again.
[Frank's thick pointer encircles Caleb's ring piece.]