“Okay. This morning wasn’t the first time I’ve jerked off thinking about you. In fact, I’ve—” “Felix was here,” he blurts out. I squint at his profile. “Huh?” “Felix. Was. Here,” he repeats. “That’s what I would tattoo on your dick. Because, well, I plan on being there. More than once.” He sighs heavily. “Fuck.” “Jesus.”
OOP
