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Summary
It was only an accidental text, nothing more. His phone had been resting in the palm of his hand while the other tugged up his cock painfully, and in the woes of pleasure, he’d thought it was a great idea to send the Witty Sorcerer Solomon, his close friend and perhaps the object of his suppressed affections, a plea to call him at twelve o’clock at night. What the fuck was wrong with him?
OR; Rooming with his fellow female Exchange Student in the House of Lamentation was always going to cause (Y/N) problems; how’s a man supposed to sate his libedo? He’s so pent up from holding out as long as he has. Besides, it certainly doesn’t help when Solomon bends over every available surface in his face like he does…
…really, he doesn’t need to bend over like that to pick up his coursework, right?
Series
- Part 1 of Call Boy