Merrit's Merits Ch. 03

A young man closed a door behind himself, cheeks taking on a coccineous tone as he peered down at his extremities. It throbbed against his abdomen, traitorously. He sighed out a frustrated, unrelaxed breath. Every footstep toward his bed carried confusion and reluctance.

His broad shoulders were tense. His hair was bristling with gel and fear. Goosebumps travelled across his back and up his neck. His pale, slender jeans felt tighter. His buttocks clenched.

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