Fic that involves desperate, drunken kisses. Colin shoving Bradley up against the wall of a dark corner, hushed confessions in his ear, wet and messy kisses that taste like mint and alcohol and the frantic grip of Bradley’s fingers on his hips…
jess.
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professortennant said:
And then Bradley would pull away and his voice would be broken and he’d say, “It’s over now. No more hiding, no more running. It’s not or never.” And he’s butt his head against Colin’s and walk away and hope that Colin would follow…
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