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Nothing could be better than seeing you in that sweater on that lonely night - "Bobby Baby" by Young and Sexy
Ethan always got fired up after a show. Cornered Clark with a fierce kiss, and if they had a dressing room, Clark was guaranteed a blowjob.
"Fuck, we were on tonight," Ethan growled in his ear, biting the skin just beneath and trying in vain to leave his mark. The noise of the crowd was muffled, but Clark would have heard the man clear his throat anyway.
Blushing, Clark pushes Ethan off. The man steps forward, holds out his card for Ethan, but he's staring at Clark. Ethan doesn't see it.
"Lex. Ancient Records. I want to sign your band.
04/02/03