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The stall was hot and cramped, disinfectant and cologne thick in the air, the muffled bass of the bar thrumming faintly through the tiled walls.

Suit Guy dropped to his knees eagerly, fumbling, clumsy and rushed.

Lukas let out a low groan, more frustration than pleasure, his hand tightening around himself as the stranger’s mouth worked without rhythm.

He should’ve been able to lose himself in it, but every flicker of movement from Aiden’s corner caught his attention instead. The Doc's phone buz
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Monty
More chapters please. And again, why is Lukas a total ass
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