Jack's shoes went flying, then his suit pants, then his boxers, with a sigh of relief because fuck but they'd been getting tight. He left the tie on for the hell of it, loosened, of course, a strip of black silk snaking down his chest, because black silk had all kinds of possibilities right now.
He crawled up on the bed, right on the spot marked, though he moved the ring first, not having any particular desire to have a circle imprinted on his hip, then lay on his hip and twirled the lube between his fingers. "You wanna do this, or shall I?"
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Jack's shoes went flying, then his suit pants, then his boxers, with a sigh of relief because fuck but they'd been getting tight. He left the tie on for the hell of it, loosened, of course, a strip of black silk snaking down his chest, because black silk had all kinds of possibilities right now.
He crawled up on the bed, right on the spot marked, though he moved the ring first, not having any particular desire to have a circle imprinted on his hip, then lay on his hip and twirled the lube between his fingers. "You wanna do this, or shall I?"