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Lando's mind raced, and he suddenly pushed Oscar away, his eyes wide with realization. "You have a girlfriend!" he accused, his voice rising despite the noise.
Oscar's eyes dimmed slightly, a shadow passing over his face. "We agreed to take a break," he said, his tone dismissive.
Lando's eyes widened further, a spark of curiosity igniting within them. "Oh? Why?"
Oscar sighed, a sound of exasperation. "I don't want to talk about it," he said, his voice firm.
Without warning, Oscar grabbed Lando's hand and pulled him towards the back of the club, navigating the crowded dance floor with determined strides. They pushed through the heavy door of the bathroom, the dim light casting long shadows across the tiled floor.
Oscar's hands moved quickly, unbuttoning his pants with practiced ease. "Kneel," he commanded, his voice rough with desire.