Fics like drugs, sex and rock n’ roll

“I love the song.” Jude whimpered finally. “It’s perfect, you’re perfect. I’m so lucky.” He could feel the chuckle against his throat before the sucking on his earlobe, causing him to shiver again, “Yeah, I got that. Why don’t you show me just how much you liked it, hm?” Showering Erling’s cheeks and jaw with wet kisses, Jude asked, “how?” “On your knees, with that pretty mouth on my cock.” His voice was hoarse. Jude laughed, feeling drunk on more than the whiskey, dizzy with happiness. He knew Erling well enough to know he was a little drunk, too. “Okay, but I wanna take a hit first.” He licked Erling’s chin. He really did wanna blow him, but Erling’s big and it’s nice to numb his throat a little beforehand. He wasn’t an addict, not to drugs, anyway. But weed’s always been present in their relationship, something they did together just as much as they drank and fucked. Erling groaned a little, so impatient. "I have a better idea, how about shotgunning, hm?”

Fics like drugs, sex and rock n’ roll

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