[Hector yields to Everett, parting his lips and his legs for older man to slip between. He rocks against Everett with a groan. It's the full moon, and Hector is so, so needy.
He runs his hands up and down Everett's back, reveling in the warmth and solidity of his body against Hector's. He's so glad Everett called, so grateful to be here. Whatever indulging Everett wants, Hector will provide, and gladly.]
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He runs his hands up and down Everett's back, reveling in the warmth and solidity of his body against Hector's. He's so glad Everett called, so grateful to be here. Whatever indulging Everett wants, Hector will provide, and gladly.]