Puns aside, just seeing Glitch reach for him has Wyatt inhale sharply - and then, heat, slick heat, and he knows it can only get better once they figure this out, it can't possibly go any other way.
He bites his lower lip, eyes glinting as Glitch rights the hat. Running his hands up Glitch's thighs to hold on to his hips, he takes a steadying breath. Then, he murmurs with a tease of a grin. "How do ya want me, cowboy?"
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Date: 2009-09-02 03:41 pm (UTC)He bites his lower lip, eyes glinting as Glitch rights the hat. Running his hands up Glitch's thighs to hold on to his hips, he takes a steadying breath. Then, he murmurs with a tease of a grin. "How do ya want me, cowboy?"