“Being open isn’t easy for either of us. Shit, maybe not for anyone. But I work on it because, to me, you’re worth it. And you know what, Oliver? I’m worth it, too. So pull your shit together so we can get on with being mates and in love and all that trash.” Park rolled them so that he was hovering over Cooper and held his face in his hands. “There’s my porcupine. I didn’t recognize you there for a minute, all sensitive and sweet without your prickers.” Cooper thrust up, knocking his half-hard dick against Park’s. “I’ve still got one prick left right here if you’re feeling nostalgic.” Park’s
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