Date: 2021-10-31 01:31 am (UTC)
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Bond rose and undid his fly, freeing himself in front of his face. He hung half hard as he stepped out of his clothes.

He was beautiful on his knees like that. Bond took a moment to admire him, to stroke his hair, and to finally offer him a smile.

"You really are a prize," he praised.

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