[That gets another low groan, and he will push Lighter down onto the bed this time, climbing on top for another deep, desperate kiss. He really can't remember the last time he was this turned on, this needy.
The hand that isn't braced against the bed to hold him up wanders over Lighter's muscles again, down his chest over his belly, and finally cups between his legs, rubbing him through his pants, watching eagerly for every response.]
Forgive me if I take my time ensuring you're still comfortable. I do want this to be good for both of us.
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The hand that isn't braced against the bed to hold him up wanders over Lighter's muscles again, down his chest over his belly, and finally cups between his legs, rubbing him through his pants, watching eagerly for every response.]
Forgive me if I take my time ensuring you're still comfortable. I do want this to be good for both of us.