Need, by maurheti

“What. The fuck. Sherman.” John’s eyes are slitted; he looks furious, shifting his gaze back and forth from Ben to the condom he reflexively caught when Ben threw it at him. Ben would be worried, but he sees the bulge in John’s jeans. He knows he’s going to get what he wants; he just needs to turn John’s higher brain functions off.

Explicit, PWP. After a bad day, Ben just needs to get fucked – and who better to do it than Officer Cuddlybear? Oh, fuck me sideways, this is so indescribably hot.

Need, by maurheti

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