*explodes from too much hotness* I don’t even have the appropriate words, I’m just going to sit here and stare in awe at this lovely thing you left in my ask. And maybe visualize it. And maybe I’ll be in my bunk…. 😀 Thankies!! o/
3. “What if you make me miss?” Moran asked, voice even despite Jim’s soft fingers on his firming cock. _ “Dunno, Sebby, I’d say better not miss,” Moriarty replied in a low singsong, rubbing his cheek against the middle of Moran’s back like a cat as he stroked him off. “I might have to get creative with you, my dear,” he added with dark anticipation. _ When the ‘right moment’ came, Moran didn’t miss. Minutes later, cheek pressed against his rifle, Jim pressed against his back, Moran came, too. X
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