[A shiver goes right down Zay's spine, and he makes a low noise into the kiss. Right now, all considerations of later are far, far from his mind. "The future Director has come on my boyfriend's face and I've had both of their come inside me" -- Doesn't matter. Right now, the thought of it makes him nip desperately at Nathan's lower lip, then open his mouth to him again as if that's somehow asking for permission. But even in this moment, he's a little surprised by how much he wants that.]
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