[ Caleb's hands grip at Frank's back as he starts to move in and out, breathing out a sigh at the words, his breath hot against the other man's skin while lips press more kisses to wherever he can reach.
He repeats it as the slowly set a pace for themselves.
'Love you, love you, love you.'
It's almost like a mantra of sorts as much as it is a confession and promise. No matter what happens, that love will be there. ]
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He repeats it as the slowly set a pace for themselves.
'Love you, love you, love you.'
It's almost like a mantra of sorts as much as it is a confession and promise. No matter what happens, that love will be there. ]