A/N: this is to be a gri fic. 

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runs hands through ruffled hair

runs hands under crumpled shirt

a moan, asking for more, please, more

runs mouth along smooth collarbone, whispering dark desires, 

nibbling, biting, sucking

a groan, demanding for the whispers to be acted on

runs mouth down his body, from his racing heart to his navel,

and going down just little further

a sigh, finally

legs tangled, clothes gone in a flash, sweat glistening off bodies 

moulded together, hot from lust or maybe..

a revelation, love