Wesley likes the way the silver glints in the light from the bedroom lamp. It catches his eye as he looks up from his book, holding his attention until the book is cast aside along with all further thought of study. He relishes the taste and feel of metal against his tongue, smooth and cool at first, then warm from his touch, and always hard compared to the soft kisses and nibbles. The shiver that runs through Rupert's body when his teeth tug on the small silver ring makes Wesley wish his lover had something else pierced besides his ear.
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