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Matt’s New Roommate Cole Crusher Sneaks Some Foot Play

Cole eases into the room, spotting Matt sprawled on the bed—eyes closed, breathing fake-slow. He’s been waiting for this since moving in, when Matt’s bare feet first screamed touch me. Now, they’re propped up, toes twitching.

Cole kneels, fingers grazing Matt’s arches. “You’re a terrible actor,” he murmurs, smirking as Matt’s toes curl—sharp, involuntary. A stifled whimper follows.

Matt’s eyes snap open, glassy and grinning. “Funny thing is… I’ve been itching for you to.”

Cole grips his ankles, smirking. “Bait, set, catch. Now let’s see how long you fake fight it.”

Matt’s breath hitches as Cole’s lips brush his inner ankle. The game’s over. The real fun starts.

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