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𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐭, ⠀
𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫, ⠀
𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬.. ⠀
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𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤 .@draftbydraft
ᅠ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 ⠀⠀⠀ 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧. ᅠ
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𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤 .
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nick caught the stumble, the half-formed word that didn’t quite make it out, and the corner of his mouth lifted before he could stop it. “well,” he started, eyeing the younger man. “thank you.” he leaned back slightly, one arm resting along the booth, watching him with a ++
𝑏𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝒃̲𝒐̲𝒚̲.@LOAFINGBATTER
returning his stare with a quiet huff, christian’s own light brown hues scanning carefully around nick’s features just as well. though, they stayed on his eyes promptly after—– watching the way he eyed his lips. “… thanks.” he replied +
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nick glanced at the thumbs up, then back to his face, taking a second like he was actually considering the question.
“clean,” he said, “very put together.” his gaze lingered, not clinical, just steady—taking in the flushed cheeks, the still slightly damp lips, the way that ++
𝑏𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝒃̲𝒐̲𝒚̲.@LOAFINGBATTER
a crooked, awkward little grin grew across his stained lips as nick further affirmed that ‘cute’ comment, licking his lips clean while he watched the elder’s face. unsure of quite how to respond, so he just … nodded. scooting his plate +
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second you walked through the door tonight,” he admitted against mason’s mouth, low enough that the words vibrated between them. “might not let you leave it for a while.”
he kicked the bedroom door open with his foot and carried mason straight to the bed. he lowered him down ++
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he pulled back just enough to look at him—really look. pupils blown, cheeks flushed, lips red and wet from kissing. beautiful. just devastating. “yes,” nick rasped, voice gravel-thick. his thumb brushed once over mason’s bottom lip, possessive, reverent. “i want to go ++
𝑴𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧.@teachersins
sounds of their lips meeting, their heavy breaths started filling up the room, mason having completely forgotten about whatever nick had been baking for him. his legs grip tight and he’s surprised by the intensity of his own desire, kissing, licking, nibbling on the older man.+
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once against mason where their crotches were pressed together. the friction drew a low breath from him, something close to a moan.
“mm,” he murmured against mason’s mouth. his grip tightened slightly at mason’s hip as he rolled his hips again, letting the contact linger as ++
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nick felt the way mason clung to him the moment he was on the counter — legs locking around his hips, hands in his hair, bodies pressed so close there wasn’t a hint of space left between them. the sound of his name changed the air between them. that sweet whine.
“mason…”
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𝑴𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧.@teachersins
the shift happened so quick mason barely noticed — he simply felt it. more urgency in the grip on his neck, more possessiveness. as if nick had been holding back because mason wasn’t his, but now that he was . . . he dives headfirst into the kiss, craving more of all of it. +
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