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Josh smiled very faintly against Akira’s lips. The way he copied him was a good start, especially since he enjoyed the sensation of his hand against his cheek and hip, the same as what he was doing to the other male. “Good.” Josh praised against his lips.
Once Akira seemed to relax, Josh effortlessly moved his lips along his, very slowly trailing his tongue against Akira’s bottom lip and letting out a very faint groan. It was so slow and soft, the kiss itself making Josh’s heart beat quicker, and the pit of his stomach twist in pleasure. Using the hand that was rested along Akira’s hip, Josh used his thumbs to rub against his waistband, touching his skin under his shirt gently.
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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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