Josh felt himself ease up when Akira’s tense body seemed to relax, feeling his arms wrap around him and how he kissed back. He was beginning to get better and better each time Josh kissed him, the craving to indulge his lips against Akira’s increased the longer they went without sharing their affection.
Running his tongue against Akira’s mouth one last time, Josh left his lips to breath, lowering to give soft kisses against his injured chin where the gauze laid, lowering towards Akira’s neck and gently bringing his lips across it as well as his tongue. Josh’s hand that was resting along his leg rubbed gently against his thigh, the other at the back of Akira’s head grasped his hair in a gentle manner as he began to suck the skin against his neck while also beginning to lift his shirt up unhurriedly.
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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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