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Martin laughed and moaned at the same time, squirming against Ezra's thick fingers as they started probing his insides once again "Ez, you've gotta let me go..." Martin whispered, voice strained and hoarse from all of his screaming "It'll be hard enough to explain to Eliza why I can't talk very well... But if she has to walk home, and finds us in bed together..." Martin shook his head "That'll be tougher."

Martin pushed Ezra's chest until the other was laying down once again, and he leaned over him, pressing their lips together in one last soft kiss "Get dressed, maybe freshen up a bit... I will be back soon." Martin said as he scooted to the edge of the bed, finding a pair of sweats to throw on - in this position his back was fully exposed to Ezra, and the other man would notice several puckered marks on Martin's back, likely bullet wounds - He then tugged a shirt on and found a pair of sneakers to slip into "She'll be excited to meet you, so... Just be prepared for that, hm?" Martin questioned as he stood up slowly, a hiss of pain escaping between his teeth - his ass was sore and felt so blissfully used.

There was a definite waddle to his movements as he headed for the bedroom door "Shouldn't take me too long... Five minutes at the most." Martin said in parting, then disappeared down the hallway. The front door of the apartment was opened and then shut heavily a few minutes later, leaving Ezra in Martin's apartment all alone.