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When Akira gave permission to touch everywhere, Josh looked surprised for a moment. Nodding slowly though, he ‘listened’ to what he said before looking back into his eyes. “Yes of course we can go slow.”
Moving his hand to rub along Akira’s neck first, Josh kept his eyes on him as he began to speak again.
“Tell me to stop if that’s what you want….if not you don’t have to speak at all.”
After saying that, Josh slowly lowered his hands, carefully rubbing against Akira’s collar bone and down towards his chest. Looking into his servants eyes to read his emotions, Josh very lightly brushed his fingers against Akira’s nipples, the simple touch even making himself nearly shiver.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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