Parthenope's Rock,
Smiling, George watched him wriggle out of his pants.
Then, still kneeling over him, he ran fingers down bare thighs slowly, admiring the view.
"I actually meant mine.." He said hoarsely, before leaning down to kiss Solstices flushed cheek, and oh so tempting lips.
"Though...."
And he ran hands back up the path fingers had gone down.
"Dont think I'm complaining mind..."
His teeth teased and pulled at the faes lower lip.
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