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It was probably for the best that it never took long when Julius was in this position; he didn’t really want to hurt Malcolm, no matter what Malcolm thought he might be able to take. He just wanted to make sure he knew his place. By the time Julius came, buried as deep as he could get inside of Malcolm, he was distantly, vaguely certain that Malcolm knew that place, as he was quiet and still beneath him.

Julius gave himself thirty seconds as he pulled out. Then, the tape came off his mouth, the tie fished out after it, and he began to methodically unwrap the belt. Malcolm barely moved through all of it until Julius stepped back to sort himself out. Julius Nicholson was a cuddler, when you got down to it, and there was nothing he wanted more than to reach out and hold Malcolm close to him, but he knew how Malcolm got and that he’d need some time alone first. Tucking himself back in his trousers (he’d need a moment to clean up in the bathroom, but it could wait), he asked, “Will you be by for dinner tonight?”

Malcolm was still leaned against the desk, his arms under his head, his shoulders rising and falling as he caught his breath. “Yeah,” he rasped out. “I’ll be—yeah.”

“I’ll have Marie make your favorite,” Julius said.

He stood slowly, blinking and staring at nothing, looking half sore and worn as he braced against the desk and pulled his slacks up. “Thanks. Thank you.”

“My pleasure, as always.”

“Julius-” He stopped, frowning. “Thank you.”

He knew what Malcolm meant. With a soft smile, he said, “I’ll see you tonight,” and left, closing the door behind him.

結果 (中文) 3:

这可能是最好的，它从来没有花很长时间，当尤利乌斯在这个位置上，他并没有真的想伤害马尔科姆，无论马尔科姆认为他可能会采取。他只是想确定他知道自己的位置。尤利乌斯来的时候，深为他能在马尔科姆埋葬，他是遥远的，模糊的肯定，马尔科姆知道那个地方，因为他安静在他之下。尤利乌斯给自己三十秒的时间，他退出了。然后，带了他的嘴，领带掏出后，他开始有条不紊地解开皮带。马尔科姆几乎感动了所有的一切，直到尤利乌斯后退，以解决自己的问题。尤利乌斯尼克尔森是个Cuddler，当你得到了它，并且他想要超过伸手握住马尔科姆接近他，但他知道马尔科姆是如何得到的，他需要一些时间独处的第一。让自己回到了他的裤子（他会需要一点时间来打扫浴室，但它可以等待），他问，“你会为今晚的晚餐吗？“马尔科姆仍然靠在桌子上，他的手臂在他的头下，他的肩膀上升和下降，因为他抓住了他的呼吸。“是啊，”他粗声粗气地说。“我会是的。”“我会让玛丽成为你的最爱，”尤利乌斯说。他慢慢地站起来，眨着眼睛，盯着什么，看半痛和戴他撑住桌子，把他的裤子了。“谢谢。谢谢你。”“我的快乐，一如既往。”“尤利乌斯，”他停了下来，皱着眉头。“谢谢你。”他知道马尔科姆的意思。他轻轻的笑了一笑，说：“今晚我会去看你”，然后走了，关上身后的门。