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"See how wet he is already?" Ferran says. He circles the apparently large wet spot on Pedri's panties. He can feel it too. Despite the sweat beading on his neck, Pedri's slick is drying in the cold room. It feels uncomfortably sticky on his skin.
Unai laughs, half-incredulous half-mocking. His hand doesn't stop moving up and down his cock. "And he's barely been touched. Must feel good when you fuck him, huh?"
"You have no idea. He's so warm and tight around my cock." Ferran's voice is huskier than Pedri's ever heard it. His fingers go right back to Pedri's pussy.
Or, Ferran finally fucks Pedri in front of Unai.
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"Ferran? Is Pedri alright?" Mateo's worried voice comes from over the phone.
"God, you're so fucking—" Ferran can't even answer before Pedri's shouting, slurring his words. "I feel so full, Ferri. I can't breathe, I'm gonna go crazy, I…"
He's so loud under Ferran. Too fucking loud. Ferran's fingers find Pedri's jugular and they tighten. Pedri gurgles, not even having a chance to catch his breath before Ferran is pushing his face into the sheets. Pedri struggles for air, and his hole squeezes Ferran's cock so tightly that he can feel his orgasm building.
"He's a little busy. We're watching a movie." Ferran shamelessly lifts Pedri's head up, listening to the free-flowing moans that spill out of his mouth. Every time his hips meet Pedri's ass, Pedri lets out another sharp cry. He shoves Pedri back into the sheets again, making him squeal.
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The kid staring at him across the bar is young, Hawaiian shirt and blue board shorts, aviators pinned to a thin white undershirt, the V of his crooked collar showing a light smattering of freckles over sun-kissed clavicles. Probably some navy admiral's rebellious kid looking for a good time. Maverick's gone through his fair share of them way back when. This one is at least a decade too young for Maverick's current tastes. That ridiculous old-school mustache he's got going on does nothing to hide the signs of youth in the rest of his body — smooth supple skin and the effortless muscle that Maverick has to work hard to keep at his age.
"Like what you see?" Maverick says in way of greeting. It's a lot more straightforward than his usual pickup lines, but he's four drinks in and itching to be bent over some flat surface and fucked hard.
Something that looks like disbelief flits over the kid's face, then his expression smooths out once more, hardens.
He opens his mouth and it's a man's voice that says, "Yeah, I do."
Companion Piece: This Empty Love
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Kevin always has sympathy for Jean, right up until Jean opens his mouth and makes him forget it.
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"I am not in love with you anymore," Jean tells Kevin at his wedding reception. The lie tastes bitter, but the truth tastes worse.