Matt laughs, and Tim growls a little, sounding like a warning he doesn't really mean. It's the principle of the thing. Matt's hand presses against his abdomen right at the same time the other starts sucking a pretty Mark on his collarbone, and Tim gasps softly, a noise that quickly dissolves into a quiet, throaty moan.
It's unfair. Matt knows just how to pick Tim apart. How to make him unwind so totally and completely in the slowest way possible. Thankfully, Tim has his own weapons.
"No," Tim murmurs, hardly even breathing the words. "Didn't even think we'd be that, when I first saw you. You were too damn hot for me."
He exhales shakily, arching up into Matt's hand. When he speaks, his tone is low, his pitch adjusted just so. "Figured you'd move on to someone else after that first night."
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Date: 2016-09-03 12:21 am (UTC)It's unfair. Matt knows just how to pick Tim apart. How to make him unwind so totally and completely in the slowest way possible. Thankfully, Tim has his own weapons.
"No," Tim murmurs, hardly even breathing the words. "Didn't even think we'd be that, when I first saw you. You were too damn hot for me."
He exhales shakily, arching up into Matt's hand. When he speaks, his tone is low, his pitch adjusted just so. "Figured you'd move on to someone else after that first night."