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Damien had to smile when he felt Jamie lick his saliva and he kissed back eagerly as he wrapped his arms around Jamie's neck once more and he moaned softly, louder when he felt those nails running down his back once more and deeper than before. He ran his tongue along Jamie's and roamed his mouth as well just like he had taught Jamie. He could feel Jamie wanted more, and he couldn't deny he wanted Jamie too.
Though, after awhile the adrenaline began to fade and he felt Jamie pull away. That embarrassed look was so adorable, and Damien kept looking at Jamie with eyes darker than normal. His cock was still out along with Jamie's and he finally lifted his hand to wipe whatever of the semen that was still on his hand off, the rest having dried and making his hand feel sticky. "That felt really good, Jamie." he replied softly to the question, and he looked down at Jamie's shirt. "O-oh...I'm sorry about your shirt." He felt really bad about the shirt, considering he didn't mean to get semen on it and he was afraid Jamie would be upset about it.
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