[ One of Kwang's hand slides down to Bam's thigh over his own, holding him in place as he pulls, moving back to his initial position, only this time, with Bam straddling his legs. ]
Well, does this whole thing about gag reflexes count as anatomy? Because we could definitely revisit that. You'd just have to come on up...
[ His hand moves up to rest against Bam's ass, pushing up a tiny bit, like an example of what he means; Bam on his knees, fucking Kwang's mouth however he likes.
[ Bam follows easily, not putting up any resistance. And why would he? He's so comfortable here. Kwang really puts him at ease.
Or just being with him is easy. It feels lazy, in a pleasant summer afternoon kind of way. ] Sure, I'd say that counts. If that's where you'd like lesson one to begin.
[ Lesson one of how many, Bam? Apparently he's getting ambitious. He reaches up, tucking a little hair out of Kwang's eyes. His finger wanders over Kwang's brow, down the line of his nose, and traces the shape of his lips. ]
I mean, I like the sound of it. An awful lot, if I'm being honest.
[ Kwang tips his head into the touch, smiling as his eyes meet Bam's. His tongue reaches out to wet his lips, catching on Bam's finger in the process, just a teasing lick, like a teaser to what's to come. ]
So do I. So you should probably rise up. Let me taste you.
[ Ah, yes. Pants are definitely in the way, and once they're off, Kwang runs his hands along the back of Bam's thighs, his skin golden, beautiful. He hums appreciatively. ]
Hmm, I do prefer gentleness. I like things moving slow, usually, but building up steadily. So don't hold back too much.
[ He stops, then opens his mouth again, holding a finger. ]
Oh, I'd rather you didn't hold me in place. I think that's my one thing.
[ Kwang hums contently, tilting his head to the side, the heat of Bam's mouth sending a shiver down his spine, the feeling delicious. He hasn't had someone new in his bed in a long time, and it always feels a little thrilling, this phase of discovery, of exploring. ]
Headboard's good.
[ Kwang didn't expect Bam to fight him on the whole holding down thing, but it's good that it's a non-issue. He likes how willing and eager Bam is, naked above him while Kwang is still wearing all of his clothes - as revealing as they are.
He drags a hand up along Bam's spine, the other one sliding up to his front, long fingers wrapping around Bam's cock, loose and teasing. ]
[ Bam closes his eyes, humming with warm enjoyment as Kwang touches him. He seems very casual. Not flippant, hopefully. But he's really at ease and he clearly wants Kwang to be as well.
As such, he's not going to just throw himself on top of the other without any care for how Kwang's feeling. He wants to be sure his partner's feeling good too. So he continues with those kisses a bit before rising and shifting forward onto Kwang's stomach.
Getting closer. ] Think about what you'd like me to do for you after, okay? [ he says gently, rising on his knees so he's in position over Kwang, ready to let himself be guided forward.
Because he definitely doesn't intend to fall into Kwang's bed, steal some pleasure from him, and then leave him wanting. ]
[ Kwang has no issues with the casual nature of this encounter. He feels - he knows - that this is something that been building up between the two of them, and he's been waiting to see when it would bubble over, become more than just teases and promises, to turn into something concrete.
Apparently, all it takes is hot dogs.
He smiles at the words, hand moving in a slow rhythm over Bam's cock, guiding him, almost imperceptibly so, until Bam's finally raised up on his knees, crotch level with Kwang's face, who licks his lips, eyes flicking up with a grin. ]
I'll do that. Just relax.
[ He's not exactly thinking about anything else than the pleasure he gets when doing this, anyway. Which is why he doesn't wait any longer to slide his lips around Bam's cock, not wasting time to take him in deep, eyes still wide open and looking up. ]
[ It's always nice to be understood, honestly. To feel like it's okay to move at a slower or faster pace and to have someone in step with you, especially when things are kind of casual. Like this is. Bam feels really comfortable with Kwang, he's not going to lie and say he's nervous.
He's not. He wasn't antsy for them to have gotten to this part, because he really likes talking to Kwang and if it was nothing but talking and flirting, that would've been totally fine with him.
This part's pretty nice though. He smiles down at Kwang and eases into place, humming contentedly when he feels the warmth of Kwang's mouth around him. ] Wow, that's good, [ he says, pleasure saturating the words as he looks down at the other man.
Like he indicated he would, he puts his hands on the headboard and supports himself there, waiting to be sure Kwang's comfortable before he thinks of moving. ] You're good, [ he adds, correcting himself.
[ Kwang's not nervous, either. He's not been nervous about sex in a long, long time, even if he still has the ability to be completely overwhelmed by it. But right now, he's just relaxed, taking things he expected would happen between them sooner or later in stride.
He smiles at the words that leave Bam's lips, still looking up at him, a little teasing in his eyes. He relaxes his throat, demonstrating that lack of a gag reflex as he takes Bam as deep as he can, until he can press his nose to Bam's lower stomach, inhale deeply. He does let his eyes close there as he focuses, swallowing around Bam, tasting him on his tongue, heavy and pleasant.
Yeah, Kwang is pretty damn good at this. He's had a lot of practice. ]
[ It's good to be past that point. Sex shouldn't be the kind of thing that ties you in knots. That's Bam's philosophy. If it's making you nervous, don't do it. But if you're feeling good and relaxed, then go for it.
And he's definitely feeling good and relaxed. He moans, long and low, gripping at the headboard while his legs tremble a little. ] More than good, [ he says, shaking his head. ] Amazing. Like fireworks.
[ Staying at all eloquent is tough, but Bam's giving it his best effort. ] Gonna follow your lead when you're ready for me to go, [ he says, definitely distracted. But if Kwang gives him a sign, he's going to be ready to move. ]
[ Kwang has not felt nerves about sex in a long, long time. He can't remember ever feeling nervous about it - about his own ability to please his partners, or his ability to enjoy himself. Which, in his opinion, are the most important things. Safe, happy sex is his favorite.
He smiles upon hearing Bam, and pulls back slightly, flicking his eyes up to look at him as he presses the tip of his tongue against the head of Bam's cock. He nods, his eyes showing trust, no worries or fears there at all.
At the same time, his fingers pull Bam's hips forward a little bit, telling him without words to go for it. ]
[ Kwang's whole demeanor makes Bam feel warm, verging on hot. But it's his actions and the look in his eye that really kicks up the coals. He doesn't hesitate to follow Kwang's lead, moving his hips in shallow little rocking motions that mimic Kwang's initial movement.
A lack of hesitation, but an abundance of patience is the way to go, he thinks. Building things up slowly, but unreservedly. He can tell from that look in Kwang's eye that he feels the same. They're going to trust each other.
It causes a shock of something very pleasant to go through him and he groans a little as he pushes his hips forward. ] Only thing wrong with this position, seriously, is that I can't touch you much, [ he says, taking his time to get the thought together. ]
[ The only thing Kwang can do upon hearing Bam's words is to hum softly, eyes gentle when he looks up again, knowing he must look obscene like this and kinda banking on it. His expression says later, and no rush, and he means it.
They've been patient until now, building things up between the two of them, and there's no need to rush through things now. Kwang is enjoying himself, moving in rhythm with Bam's hips, slow and languid and sensual, not worried, not afraid, completely trusting and letting Bam set the pace. He flattens his tongue against Bam's erection, humming again, sounding completely satisfied.
[ Obscene is right, and it makes Bam shudder a little, groaning once more. His knuckles are white against the headboard.
Eventually, without him actually thinking about it that much, he starts to offer words of praise here and there, sometimes nothing more coherent than that's good or requests for more of absolutely everything Kwang is doing. He could get a bit greedy for this. It's been awhile.
Not just in general, but for them. Bam's truly not accustomed to it, but he thinks he likes it. As he lets his body move with Kwang, slowly starting to tense up incrementally as pleasure builds, breaths grow shorter, and it's harder and harder to stifle all the sounds he wants to make - well, Bam's very grateful to have come to this house and to have met Kwang.
He's feeling very satisfied. ] You're incredible, [ he murmurs, nodding slowly as he gazes down at Kwang, hoping to meet his eye. ]
[ If there's something that Kwang will always take more of during any kind of sex, it's praise, and it sounds especially good on Bam's lips, tumbling out in slow and thick words that wrap around Kwang like honey. He hums and smiles and encourages Bam to keep going, sucking harder, changing the angle sometimes, the pressure.
He looks up at the words, smiling around Bam's erection. One of his hands reaches out to curl around Bam's wrist, gently, just another point of contact as he looks straight up at him, his eyes soft and fond. ]
[ Bam can feel heat growing inside him. Deeper and deeper, hotter and hotter. The look in Kwang's eye, his smile, the softness of his touch, it all makes fire rush through him. ]
Kwang, [ he says, no breath remaining but somehow enough for a deeply contented, shaky sort of laugh. ] The way you look. [ Bam can tell he's close now, but he'd like to wait as long as possible. If he even has a choice in the matter. ] Beautiful.
Not sure I can hold on... [ He's still hanging onto self control either way, never picking up his pace or letting his movements get any rougher. He's chasing release, but slowly. He's in that place where he could tip over the edge any second, any moment. ]
[ All Kwang does when Bam speaks is to tip his back a fraction more, eyes closing, a blissful look on his face. he loves this - loves the heft of Bam's erection on his tongue, loves the slow but steady movement of Bam's hips, loves the low tone of his voice, loves the salty tang of his precome. It's gentle, funnily enough, and Kwang reaches up, fingers tracing shapes over the back of Bam's thighs, his ass, as encouraging as he can without being able to talk.
He hums, too, because he doesn't want Bam to hold on. He doesn't have to. He should most definitely come down Kwang's throat, and see just how that has turned Kwang on, who is now rock hard in his pants, enjoying the situation all too much. He actually moves a hand down to slip past the waistband of his loose pants, fisting his own erection and moving in rhythm with Bam's hips.
He opens his eyes again, looks at Bam from under his eyelashes, a silent way to tell him not to hold on, please. ]
[ Bam's vaguely aware of how Kwang is moving to touch himself and he'd protest, if he weren't on the verge of losing coherency altogether. He's reveling in the feeling of being touched and having all that perfect heat surrounding him. The look on Kwang's (perfect, gorgeous, ethereal, beautiful, highly kissable) face sort of isn't helping. Bam groans again, looking down, meeting Kwang's eyes.
Another groan, this one louder and longer, accompanied by a little thunking sound when he gets slightly more aggressive with the headboard than intended, just to keep himself from being too rough with Kwang instead. Not that it's likely he would, but he's cautious. As far as he's concerned, Kwang deserves the absolute best. For a hundred reasons, not the least of which is the fact that he's driving Bam right out of his mind.
If he doesn't want Bam to hold on, then he's not going to hold on. A few more of those rhythmic movements of his hips and he can feel his body straining, thighs shaking a little as Kwang's mouth and his last few gentle thrusts forward pull him over with Kwang's name on his lips just a second before.
It's a good thing he's hanging onto that headboard for dear life. ]
[ Kwang is reminded of a conversation he and Bam had previously, when Bam asked all sorts of things about Kwang and Ten's relationship. It's now obvious why - it was then, already, Bam testing the waters and seeking to know boundaries - but it makes Kwang smile anyway to think back on it, the two of them discussing how sex doesn't have to be built-up so much to be amazing.
Because right now, Kwang feels pretty damn amazing, and Bam feels amazing above him, and the whole thing is sweetly intense, and it's exactly what he meant before. His eyes travel over Bam's body, one hand moving to trail up his chest, skin beautifully soft against his fingertips. He moans rhythmically with his own hand moving over his erection, with the movement of Bam's hips, feeling him tense and stutter and falter, which makes Kwang swallow him down even further, sucking hard around him, until Bam is coming.
Kwang takes it, swallowing and licking Bam clean afterwards with little kitten licks, careful not to make it uncomfortable for him, pulling back when he's done, eyes glazing over as he looks up at Bam with the most satisfied look on his face. ]
[ There's a moment there where Bam's hazy mind only comes up with one thought. Wow, Ten is lucky. Then, of course, he has to pause. Because he's with Kwang now. So he's lucky too, isn't he? Extremely so, to be with this beautiful, hot, talented, thoughtful person.
He's thinking a lot of nice adjectives as he rides through his orgasm, moaning a little when he feels Kwang's tongue licking him clean. It's exactly too much. Or somehow also just right. Hanging his head a little, he smiles dazedly at Kwang. ]
Yeah? Do I? [ he queries breathlessly, shimmying back and draping over Kwang carefully. ] Mind if I have a taste? [ He hovers close to Kwang's lips, hoping for a kiss.
But also not wanting to overstep if that would make Kwang uncomfortable. He's aware of as much and holds back a bit. But it's a close call, because he's been thinking about kissing Kwang for awhile now. His hands wander, finding Kwang's wrists, not to restrict, but to feel out what he's doing. ]
Want me to do that? Or do you want something else?
[ Kwang hums, leaning his head back against the headboard and smiling, looking very pleased - with himself, with the situation. He licks his lips and nods when Bam moves and speaks, closing the distance between them and kissing him, something breathless in it.
He lets it linger, slow and languid, his own hand slowing down over himself where he's stroking himself, still in his pants. When he pulls back, Bam speaks again, and Kwang looks at him with desire and softness all rolled into one heavy-lidded look. He slips his hand out, and opens his hands in a come at me gesture. ]
Do whatever you'd like to do, darling. I'm definitely willing for you to.
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Well, does this whole thing about gag reflexes count as anatomy? Because we could definitely revisit that. You'd just have to come on up...
[ His hand moves up to rest against Bam's ass, pushing up a tiny bit, like an example of what he means; Bam on his knees, fucking Kwang's mouth however he likes.
Mmm, yes. That's a nice image. ]
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Or just being with him is easy. It feels lazy, in a pleasant summer afternoon kind of way. ] Sure, I'd say that counts. If that's where you'd like lesson one to begin.
[ Lesson one of how many, Bam? Apparently he's getting ambitious. He reaches up, tucking a little hair out of Kwang's eyes. His finger wanders over Kwang's brow, down the line of his nose, and traces the shape of his lips. ]
I mean, I like the sound of it. An awful lot, if I'm being honest.
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So do I. So you should probably rise up. Let me taste you.
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You don't beat around the bush, huh? [ he says, carefully shucking off his punny shirt. ] That's kind of refreshing.
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As I said before, I'm old. I don't have the patience for beating around the bush.
[ He prefers honesty, in all aspects of his life. ]
I know what I want, and what I like.
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That's smart. It's good to be direct.
[ He shimmies out of his pants, putting them aside. ]
I'll go ahead and be direct too. Do you like this rough or should I take it easy? I don't want you to be uncomfortable.
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Hmm, I do prefer gentleness. I like things moving slow, usually, but building up steadily. So don't hold back too much.
[ He stops, then opens his mouth again, holding a finger. ]
Oh, I'd rather you didn't hold me in place. I think that's my one thing.
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Gentle it is, [ he says between kisses. ] Slow and steady sounds just right to me. And I won't hold you down, I swear.
[ He raises his head, looking around for a second. ]
I can hang onto the headboard if that helps.
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Headboard's good.
[ Kwang didn't expect Bam to fight him on the whole holding down thing, but it's good that it's a non-issue. He likes how willing and eager Bam is, naked above him while Kwang is still wearing all of his clothes - as revealing as they are.
He drags a hand up along Bam's spine, the other one sliding up to his front, long fingers wrapping around Bam's cock, loose and teasing. ]
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As such, he's not going to just throw himself on top of the other without any care for how Kwang's feeling. He wants to be sure his partner's feeling good too. So he continues with those kisses a bit before rising and shifting forward onto Kwang's stomach.
Getting closer. ] Think about what you'd like me to do for you after, okay? [ he says gently, rising on his knees so he's in position over Kwang, ready to let himself be guided forward.
Because he definitely doesn't intend to fall into Kwang's bed, steal some pleasure from him, and then leave him wanting. ]
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Apparently, all it takes is hot dogs.
He smiles at the words, hand moving in a slow rhythm over Bam's cock, guiding him, almost imperceptibly so, until Bam's finally raised up on his knees, crotch level with Kwang's face, who licks his lips, eyes flicking up with a grin. ]
I'll do that. Just relax.
[ He's not exactly thinking about anything else than the pleasure he gets when doing this, anyway. Which is why he doesn't wait any longer to slide his lips around Bam's cock, not wasting time to take him in deep, eyes still wide open and looking up. ]
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He's not. He wasn't antsy for them to have gotten to this part, because he really likes talking to Kwang and if it was nothing but talking and flirting, that would've been totally fine with him.
This part's pretty nice though. He smiles down at Kwang and eases into place, humming contentedly when he feels the warmth of Kwang's mouth around him. ] Wow, that's good, [ he says, pleasure saturating the words as he looks down at the other man.
Like he indicated he would, he puts his hands on the headboard and supports himself there, waiting to be sure Kwang's comfortable before he thinks of moving. ] You're good, [ he adds, correcting himself.
Because it's true. Kwang is very, very good. ]
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He smiles at the words that leave Bam's lips, still looking up at him, a little teasing in his eyes. He relaxes his throat, demonstrating that lack of a gag reflex as he takes Bam as deep as he can, until he can press his nose to Bam's lower stomach, inhale deeply. He does let his eyes close there as he focuses, swallowing around Bam, tasting him on his tongue, heavy and pleasant.
Yeah, Kwang is pretty damn good at this. He's had a lot of practice. ]
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And he's definitely feeling good and relaxed. He moans, long and low, gripping at the headboard while his legs tremble a little. ] More than good, [ he says, shaking his head. ] Amazing. Like fireworks.
[ Staying at all eloquent is tough, but Bam's giving it his best effort. ] Gonna follow your lead when you're ready for me to go, [ he says, definitely distracted. But if Kwang gives him a sign, he's going to be ready to move. ]
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He smiles upon hearing Bam, and pulls back slightly, flicking his eyes up to look at him as he presses the tip of his tongue against the head of Bam's cock. He nods, his eyes showing trust, no worries or fears there at all.
At the same time, his fingers pull Bam's hips forward a little bit, telling him without words to go for it. ]
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A lack of hesitation, but an abundance of patience is the way to go, he thinks. Building things up slowly, but unreservedly. He can tell from that look in Kwang's eye that he feels the same. They're going to trust each other.
It causes a shock of something very pleasant to go through him and he groans a little as he pushes his hips forward. ] Only thing wrong with this position, seriously, is that I can't touch you much, [ he says, taking his time to get the thought together. ]
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They've been patient until now, building things up between the two of them, and there's no need to rush through things now. Kwang is enjoying himself, moving in rhythm with Bam's hips, slow and languid and sensual, not worried, not afraid, completely trusting and letting Bam set the pace. He flattens his tongue against Bam's erection, humming again, sounding completely satisfied.
Everything in its own time. ]
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Eventually, without him actually thinking about it that much, he starts to offer words of praise here and there, sometimes nothing more coherent than that's good or requests for more of absolutely everything Kwang is doing. He could get a bit greedy for this. It's been awhile.
Not just in general, but for them. Bam's truly not accustomed to it, but he thinks he likes it. As he lets his body move with Kwang, slowly starting to tense up incrementally as pleasure builds, breaths grow shorter, and it's harder and harder to stifle all the sounds he wants to make - well, Bam's very grateful to have come to this house and to have met Kwang.
He's feeling very satisfied. ] You're incredible, [ he murmurs, nodding slowly as he gazes down at Kwang, hoping to meet his eye. ]
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He looks up at the words, smiling around Bam's erection. One of his hands reaches out to curl around Bam's wrist, gently, just another point of contact as he looks straight up at him, his eyes soft and fond. ]
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Kwang, [ he says, no breath remaining but somehow enough for a deeply contented, shaky sort of laugh. ] The way you look. [ Bam can tell he's close now, but he'd like to wait as long as possible. If he even has a choice in the matter. ] Beautiful.
Not sure I can hold on... [ He's still hanging onto self control either way, never picking up his pace or letting his movements get any rougher. He's chasing release, but slowly. He's in that place where he could tip over the edge any second, any moment. ]
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He hums, too, because he doesn't want Bam to hold on. He doesn't have to. He should most definitely come down Kwang's throat, and see just how that has turned Kwang on, who is now rock hard in his pants, enjoying the situation all too much. He actually moves a hand down to slip past the waistband of his loose pants, fisting his own erection and moving in rhythm with Bam's hips.
He opens his eyes again, looks at Bam from under his eyelashes, a silent way to tell him not to hold on, please. ]
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Another groan, this one louder and longer, accompanied by a little thunking sound when he gets slightly more aggressive with the headboard than intended, just to keep himself from being too rough with Kwang instead. Not that it's likely he would, but he's cautious. As far as he's concerned, Kwang deserves the absolute best. For a hundred reasons, not the least of which is the fact that he's driving Bam right out of his mind.
If he doesn't want Bam to hold on, then he's not going to hold on. A few more of those rhythmic movements of his hips and he can feel his body straining, thighs shaking a little as Kwang's mouth and his last few gentle thrusts forward pull him over with Kwang's name on his lips just a second before.
It's a good thing he's hanging onto that headboard for dear life. ]
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Because right now, Kwang feels pretty damn amazing, and Bam feels amazing above him, and the whole thing is sweetly intense, and it's exactly what he meant before. His eyes travel over Bam's body, one hand moving to trail up his chest, skin beautifully soft against his fingertips. He moans rhythmically with his own hand moving over his erection, with the movement of Bam's hips, feeling him tense and stutter and falter, which makes Kwang swallow him down even further, sucking hard around him, until Bam is coming.
Kwang takes it, swallowing and licking Bam clean afterwards with little kitten licks, careful not to make it uncomfortable for him, pulling back when he's done, eyes glazing over as he looks up at Bam with the most satisfied look on his face. ]
Damn, you taste nice.
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He's thinking a lot of nice adjectives as he rides through his orgasm, moaning a little when he feels Kwang's tongue licking him clean. It's exactly too much. Or somehow also just right. Hanging his head a little, he smiles dazedly at Kwang. ]
Yeah? Do I? [ he queries breathlessly, shimmying back and draping over Kwang carefully. ] Mind if I have a taste? [ He hovers close to Kwang's lips, hoping for a kiss.
But also not wanting to overstep if that would make Kwang uncomfortable. He's aware of as much and holds back a bit. But it's a close call, because he's been thinking about kissing Kwang for awhile now. His hands wander, finding Kwang's wrists, not to restrict, but to feel out what he's doing. ]
Want me to do that? Or do you want something else?
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He lets it linger, slow and languid, his own hand slowing down over himself where he's stroking himself, still in his pants. When he pulls back, Bam speaks again, and Kwang looks at him with desire and softness all rolled into one heavy-lidded look. He slips his hand out, and opens his hands in a come at me gesture. ]
Do whatever you'd like to do, darling. I'm definitely willing for you to.
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