Noticing there was no reply, not even with his hands, Josh peeked up at him shortly, deciding he should find out for himself what the younger male wanted. Bringing his mouth down towards Akira’s chest, Josh closed his eyes, softly licking at his nipples and rubbing his hands up and down his stomach, feeling the marks along his skin ever so faintly under his fingertips as he did.
“I’ll decide on what to do depending on how your body reacts, what you’re comfortable with.” Josh whispered, giving each of his nipples a few good sucks and licks before trailing his mouth down towards his sternum and then abdomen.
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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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