2013-12-01
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5. Candle
Brian tilts the candle, allowing the hot wax to spill over the brim and drip down, down, down, until the wax makes contact with the sensitive skin by Justin's nipple, causing him to gasp with the pleasure-pain.
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5. Candle
Justin shivered into the warmth of Brian's arms, the vigil candle he held flickering in the wind as they stood outside Vic Grassi House in remembrance of friends and family lost to a cruel disease.
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#5 Candle
"I know you're not a huge fan of scented candles but I thought it would get us into the holiday spirit," Justin whispers as Brian enters their dimly lit bedroom where the blond awaits totally naked in their bed.