Oliver's cock throbbed in his jeans as Kirley growled at him, he didnt know what it was about a growl, but he found them fucking hot and always responded to them in one way or another. Moving his hand up and down in a lazy motion Oliver looked up at K as his name was spoken.
"Mmmm'kay," He moaned, obliging by lifting himself upwards and forwards, body jerking against Kirley's as he was tugged by his shirt collar. Squirming Oliver settled himself b ack between Kirley’s thighs, his hand still wrapped around the guitarists cock as he returned the hungry kiss.
Grabbing Kirley’s hand, he placed it over the button of his jeans, hoping the other man would get the hint as they were getting extremely uncomfortable now and Oliver wanted to be as close to Kirley as he could. He didn’t care they were on a sofa in the back of the club, all that mattered to him was the connection between him and the man he was with.
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