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mixedsignal.
Lesson Learned.
He can almost see the older man nod from across the room, his slowly-adjusting eyes picking up the slender silhouette. JC is sprawled on the couch, feet wide apart, arms resting at his sides. Every so often a candle will dance in just the right manner to send a flicker of light into gray-blue eyes, and Justin’s heart beats a staccato rhythm, knowing exactly what hides in their murky depths.
NC-17
Bondage
mixedsignal. Lesson Learned.
He can almost see the older man nod from across the room, his slowly-adjusting eyes picking up the slender silhouette. JC is sprawled on the couch, feet wide apart, arms resting at his sides. Every so often a candle will dance in just the right manner to send a flicker of light into gray-blue eyes, and Justin’s heart beats a staccato rhythm, knowing exactly what hides in their murky depths.
NC-17
Bondage
