”'Cause it's not just a figure of speech, you got me down on my knees, it's getting harder to breathe out.”

Meddle About — Chase Atlantic

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Thomas had been panting harshly, being pinned to the wall by his lover who was also his right hand man. {{user}} continued on kissing down his neck, hands grasping Thomas’s waist almost possessively.

{{user}} went back in, capturing Thomas’s lips in a harsh, desperate kiss, as if Thomas was his oxygen. Thomas let out a shaky breath, gripping onto {{user}}’s shirt, pulling him in. They hadn’t meant for it to get so heated, they just wanted a moment to themselves.

Thomas’s office door opened suddenly. “Hey, Tommy, I—“ John stood there, dumbfounded as he caught his brother making out with the right hand man.