[Since the bathroom's locked, there's not a lot of reason to be shy about it being a semi-public place, is there? His hand goes right for the bottom of Ash's shirt, ready to strip him down and enjoy the view. And yet, a blue eyes strays to that door, locked, and yet beyond it, some asshole who'd accused Ash of getting off on this.
Whatever Ash's getting off on, it's not what that guy thinks.
But instead of pulling off the shirt, he gropes under it, only hungrier for the restraint, suddenly demanding a wetter, probing kiss since Ash is so obliging right now.]
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Whatever Ash's getting off on, it's not what that guy thinks.
But instead of pulling off the shirt, he gropes under it, only hungrier for the restraint, suddenly demanding a wetter, probing kiss since Ash is so obliging right now.]