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Little by little, his mask of confidence crumbled under the heat that overwhelmed his fair skin. His smirk faltered, leaving behind an agape mouth that had a streak of saliva pooling up at its corner, lips quivering under the vibrations that Lex's kisses pulled out of his throat—gentle whimpers that resounded in gratitude. In the darkness behind his eyelids, he could make out flashes of his lover’s face and how it must have twisted when he let out those desperate sounds. Encouraged by them, he alternated the pace with faster strokes that brought them closer to the edge, only to then pull them back when he slowed down again. His hips strained towards him as he arched the small of his back under a gentle thrust. To make up for the loss of speed, his grip tightened and became more languid and thorough while he figured out what Lex preferred.

"...Lex," he whispered in return. The mist that clouded his mind faded as he opened his eyes and focused on his vibrant blues. He smiled at him and leaned in to press the tip of his nose against his own, feverish breath bouncing between their lips. Close enough to kiss, but far enough away to make him work for it. "Good... Close your eyes and focus on my hands," his gentle voice guided him, patient despite its breathlessness.

In contrast to it, the hand on his back grew restless and traversed the middle of his spine, sliding down its arched column to settle just below his waist. It clung to his buttock like it was a lifeline, pinning him in place and caging his skin with a rough squeeze every time he tried to move of his own accord. He marveled at its softness, groping and caressing until his fingers left pinkish imprints behind, ones that would fade away in little time. More and more still, he longed for him. He wanted to have him, to touch him until he could no longer speak—at the same time, he wanted nothing more than to satisfy him, not worried about his own pleasure for once. Lex, no matter how inexperienced, had it covered. 

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After Lex grew used to it, his rhythm faltered altogether, leaving him to move on his own. However, his grip remained curled around Lex's shaft while his palm weighed down on it, applying pressure throughout the friction to make it all the more pleasant and lure him out of his comfort zone. It moved gently from the tip to the base, almost as if caressing him. His coy gaze broke the eye contact and glided down his body, lingering on his exposed chest that moved up and down in tune with his erratic breaths.

But he wasn't so cruel as to leave him aching. After all, he was barely holding onto his nerves, one step away from throwing him to the bed and having his way with him. The hand on his hip squeezed tighter, digging its fingers into it as those intrusive thoughts crossed his mind. He let them pass, suppressing them with a sigh—he didn't want to scare him off.

"Come closer," he urged, his leer and smile softening. The look on his face spelled an obvious "let me take care of this", as if he had finally taken some pity on him.

He didn't wait until it got through to him though—after his hand released his hip, it went for the middle of his back and pressed down on it, canting Lex closer to his level. In the same breath, his fingers repositioned and widened their grip as his thumb slipped beneath his own erection. Timid and slow at first, his hand started moving and tightened its hold, bringing their hot skin flush to one another. The backs of his delicate fingers teased him with how slowly they moved at first, getting Lex used to the warmth of his palm, anticipating the unannounced moment when his pace would pick up. At the same time, his mind swirled with nervousness and pleasure—he could feel the blood flowing through Lex and his every twitch and throb sent impulses through his midriff like static energy jabbing through him. Hopelessly, he closed his eyes and parted his lips, giving way to some repressed grunts of raw, unfiltered longing. The sound of his own voice set his skin on fire, the bloodshot crimson on his cheeks spreading down his neck.

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Taking notice of Lex's hands, he rose his hips into their touch to make stripping the rest more easier for him. Maestro could feel his nervousness rub off on him, but all it did was make his heart race faster—he had no intention of backing away anymore. One word was all he needed to inch the material out of the way and grasp his aching length, soothing it with a squeeze. His slender fingers cradled it in their lukewarm grip, enticing it with a slow pumping rhythm. It suddenly stopped, but not for long, as his thumb idled with pressure and drags on the slit of its head.

"Lex," he said firmly. His voice was a bit louder to assure it got through to him. After a short pause, his unoccupied hand made a grab for one of his fidgety ones. He grasped it and pulled it away from his waistline, instead leading it towards his exposed midriff where he pressed it palm-down with a squeeze, splaying his fingers. Then, the same hand returned to free his own length while he shamelessly shimmied out of his garments, using the friction with the bed as leverage to lower them down to his thighs. As he kept his enigmatic gaze fixed on Lex, he strained his hips and pushed his erection against his, engaging in a slow rhythm of thrusts that gyrated their feverish skin together. Although things were starting to fog up for him as well, he smiled up at Lex and gave him a nod, encouraging him to go ahead do as he pleased.

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After he had his fix of kisses for the time being, Maestro released his hair from the clutches of his fingers and caressed it back into place. Just like before, his fingertips left a soft grazing sensation as they made their way lower down his spine, tracing the arched column of his back with a lingering touch. Soft pants huffed through his nostrils when his advances were reciprocated and he responded to them appropriately, by straining his hips towards the hand that sought to please him. Lex had a patient gaze fixed on him from below as wistful half-lidded eyes seemed to praise him for his efforts.

"Really? I thought that perhaps I didn't interest you in that way," he chuckled. The corner of his lips wrinkled and twitched accordingly in a smirk. It was an obvious lie followed by a wink, through which he hoped to break down Lex's inhibitions.

Even so, he wasn't heartless to leave him aching like that. As his hand reached the small of his back, it slipped beneath the hem of his trousers and caressed his soft skin through the thin layer that was still in the way. His thumb hooked into the elastic band of his underwear and tugged on it, inching it lower little by little without startling him. Slow and steady, he cupped his other hand around his erection with a squeeze and dragged his palm along its length, applying pressure with his fingertips. His insistent gaze was waiting for Lex's permission to do more, gauging his level of comfort through his expression.

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      Although he kept his hands on Lex, he let him seek his own pleasure for a while with only the slightest guidance, an encouraging grip that pushed and pulled on his clothed hind. The cozy nightlight that warmed up their features with sunset-like hues provided the perfect ambience for an intimate setting where excessive staring could make either of them freeze up on the spot. As such, he watched Lex’s expression change into an anguished one over time and admired every little flinch that confirmed to him that he was on the right track. However, the longer he moved, the more aroused he became in return - the desire to relieve him was too close to the surface of his mind, making his fingers tense into his skin and his legs shift against his body. 

      At last, his confident smile disappeared and he opened his mouth with a grunt, helpless to the throbbing sensation that urged his hips to thrust upwards into the rhythmical grind. The rough line of his erection was painfully visible through his trousers, contributing to the ache that had settled in his core. Although the overbearing pressure drove his senses to the brink, it contributed to the pleasure derived from Lex’s struggle to satisfy him. He couldn’t help but chuckle, his voice soft and beguiled.

      “Have you been daydreaming of this?” His eyes appeared to smile with a gentle glint. His slender fingers slid up his nape and got lost in his hair, lightly gripping a handful of it as not to hurt him. A moment later, he pulled Lex to him and covered his mouth with his own, enticing him with a few intrusive swirls of his tongue around the inside of his vault. It was a slow and passionate dance that sought to taste him, as well as offering a minor distraction from what was happening down below when his hand took a turn around his waistline and cupped the hardened shape protruding through his pants. His palm ran up and down its clothed length, feeling it with squeezes and a gentle pressure of his fingers that seized it up on either side. After his curiosity was quenched, he reached for the hem of his trousers and unbuttoned them to rid him of the confines that no doubt caused him discomfort.

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      When Lex’s lips and teeth closed in around his throat, he closed his eyes and stifled a moan. Like a surge of electricity, pleasure shot through him and arched his back, bringing his collar closer to Lex’s mouth in an inviting manner. A soft, melodic chuckle resounded not long after he had made his comment. Encouraged by it, his nails resumed their conquest of his nape, drawing small interconnected circles across his fair skin. At the same time, his other hand snuck beneath the back of his shirt and made contact with his hip, his fingers cradling his side with a squeeze.

      “Mm, is this something you enjoy?” The volume of his voice was low, seductive, almost a purr. His hand slowly slid down his hip and made a turn for the divot of his lower back, inching lower towards the hem of his trousers without pushing them out of the way just yet. “I don’t know what I like yet, but... Maybe you can help me find out.”

      During an innocent bout of power-play, he used their entanglement to his advantage and pulled Lex on top of him the rest of the way, mounting him on his slightly elevated leg. Before his frame naturally slid down due to gravity, he grabbed his hind and pushed him down the length of his thigh until their hips met with flush contact. As they collided, a sensitive grunt huffed out of Maestro’s mouth. At first glance, his composure was still there but the color of his features deepened, his lips and cheeks stained a dark shade of pink. While he waited for Lex to react, he fidgeted with the material of his trousers and caressed his hind through the layers, leaving a ghosting feeling of warmth and ticklishness where his fingers wandered.

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Help my emoji’s won’t work

While he surely spent more time with Meimei, he often preferred down to the smaller things that had him mostly relaxing than being out and about. Whether that was just a preference or not even, but certainly he enjoyed everything smothering and even so after being out at all. Lex boiled down to the same thing. Cozied up, buried away and a tangled cuddle, nothing poor Maestro was going to get out of either when it came to the bed lockdown - although, he seemed a bit more physically adamant than what would be considered normal. Not that there was anything wrong with it, an assertion attempt of his affections came in soft kneading squeezes at Maestro’s back. But as well, where he was buried was more towards his jaw, where soft kneads of lips dragged in soft kisses and trailed about with quiet breaths - not that he was all that good at it, but he was doing his best. If not, extremely familiar with their first contact of affection and how it made him feel.

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      Somehow, they made a habit out of meeting at Lex’s place when his brothers were away. It was an unspoken schedule that both of them respected, one that they never questioned. Just like the scent of gardenias that he hoped to associate with himself in Lex’s mind, the pattern they indulged in became their new shared comfort zone. The closer they got over the course of a few weeks, the easier Maestro found it to leave himself wide open on purpose. 

      With his shirt unbuttoned halfway and his hair untied, he held Lex in a loose and lazy embrace that tightened every now and again when his fingers tensed into his back. He pretended not to notice the yearning that welled up inside of him with every clumsy kiss delivered to his neck, but the pleased rumble in his throat and the slight tremor of his heartbeat betrayed him. He kept his thoughts to himself and let only the soft sound of their breaths permeate the silence as he slowly rolled his head from one side to the other, exposing his flushed skin to more of Lex’s affection. Without interrupting him, his slender fingers trailed up his back and made a turn for his nape, where they glided to and fro with a gentle and satisfying feeling of his grazing nails.

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Lex had no problems with his weight, if anything, he felt like the warmest blanket in the world for him - comfortable and cozy where he was now. Although, peeking at him, where he thought his face was anyways at best from the lighting, it made him a bit more hyperaware at least to some degrees from his senses but Lex didn’t want to concern him much with the light while they were cozy. He given as much as he was able to though when he felt the leaning weight into his palm, that made his digits half sink into his locks carefully - giggling under his breath but to contrast it, he leaned his head against his own palm to fit his cheek better against it.

“Best teddy bear, nice and warm,” Lex twirled a lock of his hair around his finger, loosely fumbling with the loose piece he was able to - although his suggestion made him pause for a moment in his carefulness, eliciting a small giggle from him. “I’ll get to touch and play with all of it.” He added with an excited tone, but it was cut like his breath and his hand was dead still when the pressure pinned his lips - the sound in his ears was his thumping heartbeat and his words. Under the pad of his digit, it was easy to feel his lips partially fault into a smile, that no doubt was sheepish under the compliment he was landed and drawn a small rumble of a hum in his throat, filled with content. Lex pushed his lips to his finger, pressing a kiss to it before he spoke against it. “We can– I miss seeing your pretty face too.” Chiming in, and with little hesitation to consider his sweet words, careful digits made their creep for the hair tie, guided by the fastened together locks. It wasn’t long before he gently pulled on the hair tie, enough that it smoothly moved along with the pulling pressure until it flowed more loose and inevitably fell with his grip when he pulled it free finally. Lex maneuvered his digits to slip his fingers between the tie so he could roll it down his wrist where it securely sat before fingers made a brushing tuck into Maestro’s fallen locks, fumbling with them comfortably with a small chuckle. “Light next, but hair so soft though.” 

  While Lex acted on his request, Maestro stretched out on top of him and let out a sigh of relaxation. Still tucked underneath his jawline, his fingertips slid to and fro his chin, leaving behind a tingly sensation. His thumb pressed gently on the corner of his stretched lips, caressing the shape of his smile languidly, committing it to memory.

  “It would make me happy if you kept the hair tie and worn it as a bracelet. A token of my love, so that my scent will linger on you always. Until I get you something proper,” he said, rolling his head from one shoulder to the other, inviting Lex’s hand to dig deeper into his hair. “English is not a language romantic enough for me to be able to convey how I long for you,” he chuckled, his voice barely a whisper. As he relished in the touch of his hand, he snuggled up his sternum and nudged against the side of his neck, tucking his face into the space connecting it with his shoulder. The wave of heat given off by his cheeks warmed up Lex’s skin, leaving it flushed in moments.

  “Non mi sono mai sentito… così prima. Al settimo cielo…” The pause in his foreign speech was filled by the gentle sounds of kisses worshipping his collarbone, leaving behind a trail of warm breaths and the ticklish softness of his lips. Throughout his distracting gesture, he ran his fingertips across the length of Lex’s thigh, then hooked his leg over his hip, his hand squeezing the back of his bent knee. “Il mio orsacchiotto,” he tittered, blowing a raspberry against the crook of his neck. “Di nessun'altro.”

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The sensation easily left his skin tingling with the softness gracing his neck, feathery and pleasant that had his pulse throbbing in contrast to his affections - albeit he was lost in it, he was easily caught off guard once his footing was gone. A small peep alerted him, arms moved to clutch onto him in a cling and almost wide eyed at first while hand clung to his clothes - Lex burst into a small giggle fit, be it he was only able to hold his gaze where he had some clue where his face was. Surely he was right, it made the smile on his face grow with the weight of his head leaning more into his nuzzling. “I think you taste sweeter-” He chimed in with a playful coo, one that pipped into a small pitched surprise once they started moving and had him clinging onto him better - half wrapping his legs around his waist in the middle of it.

He had no worries about it at all, Lex trusted him with all his heart - just the small moment as soon as it came to the weight shift though that was lowering him down made him cling onto Maestro a little harder naturally. He eased up in no time, especially when his mind knew he was coming with him - Lex was comfortable where he was though, a small content hum sounded out in his throat. Although his breath hitched a bit from the lingering pressure between his legs from his waist, he had his knees tense at his sides while legs slacked and unwound from him. But the brace weight against his shoulder made Lex turn his head, nuzzling a the side of Maestro’s affectionately with a small groan. A hand lifted to stroke into his hair gently without messing it up from the tie, it palmed into a cupping stroke for the most part - or so until he had the freedom to when Maestro started to moved which, he had curious eyes on him now while he could pinpoint his spot. “Comfy?” He added quietly.

      Appeased by the gesture, Maestro let out a sigh of content and paused what he was doing in favour of slumping back into his spot. If at first he was considerate of smothering Lex underneath his weight, that no longer seemed to be his priority as he reoccupied the space between his legs. He slung his arm across Lex’s chest and propped his chin on it, lounging on top of him without shame. While he hummed in approval to his comment, he leaned back against his hand and snuggled against it as if asking for more. His free hand traversed the side of Lex’s chest and took a detour for his cheek, slender fingers cupping it with a gentle squeeze into the warmth of his palm.

      “Like an oversized teddy bear,” he chuckled, running his thumb over his cheek. With a lazy sway in his frame, he kicked his feet back and forth behind him at a languid pace. “I would be even comfier if you undid my ponytail so it doesn’t get in the way. Play with my hair more, please.” Although he didn’t find himself using that pleading word that often, it came naturally around him and he didn’t think twice about it. 

      Before Lex could go ahead and do anything, fingertips silenced his lips with a gentle push that smushed them together. They retreated until only the ghosting pressure of his index finger remained behind.

      “Maybe turn on a light too? It’s been a while since I’ve seen your handsome face without having to squint.”

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QUESTION did it hurt when you fell from heaven?

ANSWER yes. my wings decayed.  i clutched at star systems to slow the fall  and the burns still smoulder, faint shadows of feathers seared  into bleeding skin. this is pain? i don’t like it. i want to go back. this aching… this is aching? why are my hands shaking?

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A sounded off giggle was lost in the deep and pleasant kiss - although his body flinched in and almost ticklish manner once the pressure took over his ribcage, and sounds were lost in a stifle against his lips that made his tongue slack a bit. But as much as his tongue did, so had his body, as if he was trying to get closer to him despite it being impossible by now. His heartbeat was racing, more so once his tongue passed his lips, his own didn’t hesitate to graze his with a curious few strokes and a shuddered hitch in his throat - it didn’t take long for those curious strokes to be more lapping for his taste. Lex didn’t make it to snatch the lead though, Maestro was already easily making a mess out of him by mere considerate caresses, and enough that his hand hardly had any slack like it was clinging to his own. Eyes peeked open, whilst nothing would be seen, he still had the image of his visage in his head even if he wasn’t able to see it right now, it did him no good but he was able to feel the intimacy, whether he could see or not. Once their lips broke from on another, a sharp gasp left his lips and easily shuddered into a groan - craning his head more to give Maestro more space to invest in, no matter where his lips touched by then, his skin was sensitive and flush without the need for light. 

But the heat of Maestro’s breath didn’t help him at all, not in any bad way either, it added onto the feverish heat that filled his body - the wall that was keeping his back cool was lost though in seconds of a much more favourable hold. Reacting on the spot, his frame threw more against his own and most of his weight had too. Lex didn’t want to slack on his affections though, while in the definition of the dead light weight - Lex nosed in closer with a turn of head, nestling more towards one side of his face while he was close enough. Lips grazed his cheek, spaced with nuzzles and pecks that only got as low as they were able to from his angle, yet no matter even if he wasn’t able to at the moment, it hadn’t wiped that smile off his face. But of course, considerate not to be too pushy with his affections, Maestro was the only one keeping them upright, little to Lex’s knowledge about his special aspects in regards to the dark.

      While he took a moment to catch his breath, he peppered the side of his neck with soft kisses, trailing them up and down his exposed skin. Confident and eager in his movements, he leaned down and hooked an arm around the back of Lex’s thighs, hoisting him up his body with a heaved sigh. His other arm embraced him securely, his fingers splayed in the middle of his back. Smiling, he craned his neck back and gazed up at him from below, his eyes glistening full of affection. Lex couldn’t see him well, but he had no such troubles.

      „You taste as sweet as I had imagined. Thank you for indulging me,” he whispered, leaning in to nuzzle the side of his face. 

      Slow and steady, he took a step back and turned away from the door, then proceeded to carefully carry Lex towards the bed. He stopped as soon as his knees brushed against the side of it and climbed inside, fitting between Lex’s legs as he lowered him on the mattress. Slow and gentle, Maestro laid him on the bed with the back of his head braced comfortably on the pillow. And, in turn, he partially laid down on top of him with his head tucked against his shoulder, bracing some of his weight on his elbow as he shifted onto his side.

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A toothed smile grew on his lips with a small laugh, craning more to push into his space with a small deadweight lean - as if much though it would be anything unbearable. “Closest and the coziest at least,” He added with a small titter, but when it came to the part in their frames, Lex was careful to keep his footing not to trip once he was pulled along. Although he was met with darkness of the room, the last thing on his mind was worry about - where he wasn’t nearly as aware in the dark as he was. Just as he was about to ask and make sure he was alright. It was seconds before he’d realized thing flipped around on him, although the cold of the wall elicited a small peep out of him, the walling warmth from Maestro’s pinning closure made up for it even if his wrist was tense in his grip. Lex was alert, but not uncomfortable - only his bearings were spinning from the dark, but he didn’t need his sight from the enveloping warmth that ghosted over his skin. 

A few ticklish flinches fell with a few sheepish breaths, his body though easily relaxed after his half surprised nerves came down from their small shock, “Am I comfy enough to be a bed though–” Words came to a cut, surely enough Lex had no qualms with the pleasant nibbling left over on his lip - it made his jaw slack with a small exhale, but surely easier to ease him into it from his sheepishness that flooded him. Eyes closed with a small rumble of a groan in his throat, partially tilting his head with an insistent knead of lips that pushed against the alluring softness of his own. As gentle as Maestro’s lips may had been, Lex wasn’t able to help the easy giddiness, even by a small peek of tongue that made a gentle swipe once he slacked his jaw more - a lack of tension and more so to melt comfortably against his body but his grip flinched with a closed squeeze in his own.

      When Lex reciprocated his affections, he let out a soft groan and sank into his warmth, pushing him up against the wall following a gentle clash of their bodies. Mindful of his pace, he kissed him tenderly, passionately, hoping to get his feelings of adoration across while he left him little room to catch his breath. 

      „Shush,” he hushed and chuckled, catching his lips in a deeper kiss.

      The sensation of tongue elicited a guttural sound of assent. Following his encouragement, he placed his hand on his chest and wrapped his fingers around his rib cage, cupping it gently while he thumbed over his heartbeat. With a lithe coil, he helped himself to the hot wetness of his mouth and partially slipped his tongue inside, caressing his own without it being too overwhelming. His hand squeezed his from time to time, although it also relaxed whenever he got too invested in making a mess of his tongue. 

      After treating him to just the right amount of licking and caressing, he parted from his mouth and planted nibbling kisses along his jaw to his ear, leaving behind a trail of quick, soft breaths pelting down his skin. In the darkness, he was glad that Lex couldn’t see his flushed expression, the searing colour staining his cheeks spreading down his neck. In silence, he slipped an arm around Lex’s back and scooped him away from the wall, pulling him into his protective embrace as he took a step back.

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The second he was on lock down, Lex burst out giggling while a hand clutched onto him naturally to keep his closeness of balance while - even so  it was dim, he was able to see his face well enough. “Yes, it’s just the two of us in here- he takes longer to come home,” Lex dropped the keys behind them on the floor once he’d realized - albeit if his smile could get any bigger, it would as soon as their digits laced. Although, he was on the route of getting caught off guard bit, by bit, he had sunk closer in his steps without a second thought while he leaned his head more towards the kiss planted upon his cheek. It didn’t take long for his features to be red wash, a small sheepish shiver tingling down his spine, but followed by something pleasant enough - making the grip on his hand flinch a bit tighter under the pressure.

“Y–yes we can-” Surely as much as he may had not given him the context or not - that didn’t stop Lex’s head from spinning, and briefly putting his brain on autopilot after urging him along. Feet dragging for just that small instance, but they picked up with a hitch of breath and an airy giggle. The affectionate flood had him clinging to the grasp he had on Maestro to keep his balance, but it hadn’t stopped him from turning his head a bit to make a seek to nestle against his own cheek once he had an opening. He at least had a sense of direction, but the room interest may as well had felt lost when Lex was trying to shift in his hold to face him better with a small hum.

“O–oh, my room is the first one,” His frame leaned more as if trying to direct their route towards it while they were navigating together. His head tilted more, leaning into his space with every angle of possibility, much to his own eagerness that hardly waited to get comfy in the bed before trying to cuddle up to him already.

      The spark of excitement he could hear in Lex’s voice piqued his interest, filling his mind with provocative ideas. He squeezed his hand as he leaned his head against the side of his, affectionately nudging him like a kitten would.

      „Oh, perfect! That was the one I was going for, at first,” he said, parting from him with a chuckle. 

      With a quick turn of the handle, he opened the door and let himself inside, pulling Lex along with him. Out of the blue, he turned on his heel and pretended to pat around for a light switch only to then brace his weight on his palm, leaning in to trap Lex between himself and the wall. With the same swift elegance, he pinned his other hand close to his head and entwined their grip with a squeeze. His lips closed in on his and slowly brushed against them from side to side as his warm breath trickled down their surface. 

      „The bed is too far away... Let me have this one,” he purred, urging his chin up with a nuzzle. Gently, he caught his lower lip between his lips and kneaded it in a nibble, sucking on it while he waited for any signs of discomfort. As he tilted his head, he covered his mouth with his and sealed it with a slow, gentle kiss that left him a window for movement, allowing him to break it at any time.

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