Part 24 of Smile in a cornfield ~ a flower that has the breath of a thousand sunsets «You're not so bad too, Kent,» he huffed back with a hint of amusement, feeling Jon's laughter reverberate against his skin before their lips came together again and ended up rolling over each other as his hands probed every inch of their bodies. And Damian smiled, sliding his hands down Jon's neck to move up his face and caress his cheeks, tracing the perfect line of his ear shell with his fingertips before creeping back into that short black hair. «You're going to drive me crazy, Damian Wayne,» Jon gasped against Damian's lips, towering over him with his own bulk. Facebook: Non solo Sherlock - gruppo eventi multifandom.
