Fics like Nothing to Lose and the World to Gain

Hank turned to say hello and found himself silent instead. Boris was wearing a sweater. Not just any sweater, but what appeared to be the softest sweater he'd ever seen. Was camping and hiking cashmere a thing? He couldn't help but wonder. The nobleman's hair was free of its usual product and flopped gently across his forehead. It made him look younger in a way that wasn't actually necessary for Hank to find him attractive. Boris was always attractive to Hank. Sick, healthy, in a suit, in pajamas, by the beach or in a boardroom--the man was viscerally alluring. His long legs were encased in a well-worn pair of faded, low rise jeans that clung to his thighs. Hank wanted to peel them off with his teeth. “Hank?” He questioned as he got closer. “You have jeans?” Hank barely held in a cringe as the words escaped his mouth. Boris tilted his head quizzically. “I could hardly wear a suit camping.”

Fics like Nothing to Lose and the World to Gain

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