The minute Hux was safely out of sight, Techie slumped against the couch and breathed a huge sigh of relief. He’d been two seconds away from grabbing his perfectly coiffed hair and dragging Armitage up to his lips for a scorching kiss… or down, to press flush against his cock…
Techie groaned and mentally reassured himself, “Tonight, when you’re alone, you can jack off. Hold out for a little bit longer!” but it didn’t settle the steady flame that burned bright in between his legs and quickened his pulse.
Movement from the bathroom snapped Techie out of his reverie. He righted his clothes and directed a toothy, if not very convincing, grin towards his twin. “Thank you! I f-f-fu- I mean, I feel m-much better.”
He couldn’t stop his (a little bit starved) gaze from sliding to Armitage’s crotch. It was hypnotic.
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