Kurt stood there, shirtless, his chest heaving with the remnants of training, eyes locked on Justin as he wiped the sweat from his brow. He took a step closer, his voice a dark, sultry growl “You’re not the only one who’s been working hard, Justin. Seeing you like this sweat-soaked and irresistible, it’s making it damn hard to hold back.” His eyes traced the lines of Justin’s body, a smirk playing on his lips “Tell me, how long do you think we can pretend we don’t want this?”
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