#165099 - John thought no longer, but rather, let his body completely take over- it was pumping, pounding, thrusting, grinding and drilling into Virgil’s with a precision akin to a finely tuned and oiled machine that he was wont to invent and design. “HA! Well… I would have never thought of that… but now, since you mentioned it… I DO recall, as a matter of fact…” Virgil’s voice was tender and sheepish, but also teasing; it was for him a way out, a necessary way of breaking the tension and anger that dominated the room. Counting on the deities of love to aid them as they had so often in the past, Virgil and John slipped away surreptitiously at separate intervals, away from the festivities, finally making Virgil’s room their trysting place without anyone being the wiser.
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