Tabbfic/Tyler and Allan
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Tyler and Allan
Allan knew this was wrong. He was terrified. He could hear the casually chatting voices in the next room, so unconcerned, knowing nothing of his ecstasy. His hands shook as they slowly fell down Tyler’s back, wanting so badly to feel his thin muscular thighs, knowing that would be the point of no return and knowing that it had already been reached. The denim of their jean rubbed together as Tyler lifted Allan’s body up to kiss him, slowly thrusting his tongue into the corners of his mouth, exploring, squeezing the tissue like a sponge as Allan reveled in the wonderfully feminine experience, his whole body sharing the feeling of smooth soft helplessness, only the tiniest corner of his brain puzzling over the exotic bitter taste on his tongue. As Tyler’s hands came up and lifted off his shirt, his hands on his already sensitive back, like they were falling though his skin and caressing his raw sinews, unnaturally silky like a manta ray swimming in a lake of blood. In the brief instant that their lips fell apart Allan dropped his mouth to Tyler’s chest in a moment of confused bravery, only to have his head pushed down further in disgust, the fly of his jeans ripped open along his lips, already tender and abused. Allan could taste the blood in his mouth under just a single layer of skin.
