Varick was not expecting Shannon's first time. He may have been different, less starving and rushed. He didn't even know if that's where this was going, but his body certainly wanted it. The differences between them came out even more solidly while Varick's mouth was exploring Shannon's skin. One hand came up, tugging down the stretchy collar of Shannon's shirt so that his tongue could graze over his clavicle and then dip into the hollow of his throat.
"You taste the same, did you know that?" His voice went a little sad, stumbling over the admission. But I know it's you, Shannon. I want you," he said, voice more firm now.
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