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OffGun+ April Drabbles: Spicy Edition

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Off pulls back only to better capture Gun’s lips, to kiss him as he maneuvers Gun onto his back, to hold him down.

“What’s going through your head?” Off asks.

Gun doesn’t answer, can’t answer. He changes the question. “Are we fucking or not?”

Off rolls his hips in response, snakes his hand between them to start working Gun’s cock. “Gun,” he whispers, Gun’s lips parting, Gun’s breath hitching, Gun rutting back against him. Off brings Gun to the brink.

“Gun love-- loves Papii,” Gun manages, ashamed, as he comes over Off’s fist, between their bodies, making eye contact before swiftly looking away.

Off fucks him harder, follows him over, makes sure Gun can hear him as he says what he’s needed to for too long, the awful, wonderful truth. “Papii loves Gun.”

“Don’t lie,” Gun breathes, when he’s able to speak at all.

Off chuckles, kisses him. “I’m not.”