[Midnighter closes his eyes, leans into Bobby's hand, huffing out a contented sigh. Even with a resting face, he doesn't look peaceful or soft, but he's capable of a sort of contentment rarely seen by anyone.]
[And then he turns toward Bobby's open jeans, pulling boxers aside to run his tongue over the side of Bobby's cock.]
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[And then he turns toward Bobby's open jeans, pulling boxers aside to run his tongue over the side of Bobby's cock.]