[The table is an absolute win, and Flynn wastes no time in using it to his advantage. He gets in close between Rafe's legs, the better to bite back at his kisses. He certainly puts in a lot of effort and that pinched up, blocked back anger into it, and Harry is sure he's drawn blood when he takes his lip and drags it between his teeth. Not that Harry doesn't love it. If he were honest, he can't get enough of it.
Harry breaks the kiss for only a moment to pull his shirt over his head. No more Ed Hardy, but only because half of his luggage had mysteriously gone missing g and Rafe so generously offered to order replacement clothing in their next shipment. The replacements aren't so terrible; the shirts are soft, but too like Rafe's own clothing. The underwear, though, he likes these. Maybe a little snug, but whatever. They breathe.]
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Harry breaks the kiss for only a moment to pull his shirt over his head. No more Ed Hardy, but only because half of his luggage had mysteriously gone missing g and Rafe so generously offered to order replacement clothing in their next shipment. The replacements aren't so terrible; the shirts are soft, but too like Rafe's own clothing. The underwear, though, he likes these. Maybe a little snug, but whatever. They breathe.]