"Tsk, tsk, tsk...weak," he scolded softly.
Light fingers drew simple shapes on Alcuin's belly.
"Is that bottle the lube?" he asked as he let go of Alcuin's throat to gesture to his bedside.
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Date: 2024-04-06 10:10 pm (UTC)"Tsk, tsk, tsk...weak," he scolded softly.
Light fingers drew simple shapes on Alcuin's belly.
"Is that bottle the lube?" he asked as he let go of Alcuin's throat to gesture to his bedside.