He let himself melt into the kiss, hand coming up to cradle Laurence's slightly stubbled cheek as they press close together. When it finally breaks, he leans his forehead against Laurence's.
"Jesus, Will. Just come to bed, would you?"
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He let himself melt into the kiss, hand coming up to cradle Laurence's slightly stubbled cheek as they press close together. When it finally breaks, he leans his forehead against Laurence's.
"Jesus, Will. Just come to bed, would you?"