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I sat back, breathing hard. I remember seeing him there on the floor, head lolling back, unable to draw my eyes from the pale expanse of his throat.
“Richard,” he slurred, not even picking his up his head to look at me, “you should fuck me.”
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In which Francis and Richard get very, very drunk.
Bookmarked by coercionconcept
10 Jun 2026
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tsh. francis/richard really intense. the dance between repulsion and desire, hatred and lust. beautiful