[ And in one motion, he's leaned in with a hand beneath William's chin to tip him close. Without even considering what he was doing, his lips are on the other male's own and the distance between them is all but gone.
So much for logic. Logic, for lack of a better term, had rightly fucked itself in the arse. It was the bourbon, it really was. Normally, such a thing would never come to mind. ]
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[ And in one motion, he's leaned in with a hand beneath William's chin to tip him close. Without even considering what he was doing, his lips are on the other male's own and the distance between them is all but gone.
So much for logic. Logic, for lack of a better term, had rightly fucked itself in the arse. It was the bourbon, it really was. Normally, such a thing would never come to mind. ]