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Roman looked below him. It had always been a beautiful sight. AJ sprawled, sweaty brunette locks clinging to his handsome face. With one finger Roman traced the smile. A smile he knew he planted there only moments ago.
The other hand traced the sticky pool that swirled along AJ's contracting abs. A small moan escaped from red swollen lips. Roman’s eyes and fingers traced from his belly button to his red marked hips, marveling at his own handy work.
“Ready for round two?” Roman looked up, seeing AJ’s smiling face. Roman chuckled, stroking AJ’s face.
“Of course,” Roman answered before sealing it with a kiss.