[Zack's eyes widen as he stays as still as a statue watching his boyfriend palm himself in front of him. Its too sexy a sight and he feels his mouth go dry. His lips part to speak but nothing comes out. Instead he rushes to the counter and gets on his knees to bury his face against Dolph's underwear, his hands resting against those thighs to keep them both still as he kisses him through the material. Dolph's scent is strongest here and with his face buried deep its all Zack can smeel and he feels like hes drowning in it in a good way, a pleased noise leaving his lips as he rubs his cheeks against his bulge.]
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