He doesn't scream, because his throat closes up with too much pleasure-pain-care-affection to get any noise through. He knows that's going to be a lovely bruise, knows that he'll sit in his office and feel it and want Alfie so badly. He's looking forward to it already.
"Yes," he gasps, when he can speak again, using the leg still slung over Alfie's shoulder to pull him closer.
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Date: 2015-09-11 09:01 pm (UTC)"Yes," he gasps, when he can speak again, using the leg still slung over Alfie's shoulder to pull him closer.