Angels and Devils -
But who's who?
"I mean it, Sunshine. I'm not going."
Brian fumes, baffled.
"I'll be fucked if I'm prancing about at the GLC dressed as fucking Mephistopheles," he bitches.
Blue eyes dance with wicked amusement. "Is that a promise?"
His hands slide down, cupping, offering, his groin. The angel costume makes the gesture both shocking and highly erotic.
Brian feels his cock hardening and his resolve weakening. The lustfilled promise in Justin’s eyes decides him.
"Watch it, Sunshine," he grins, surrendering. "That halo's slipping."
"Don’t let the costume fool you. ‘Clever devil’, remember?” Hugs, whispers, “I learned from the best."
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