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As he felt the tug of the other's working fingers, Yuri finished working the row of buttons on his shirt, and once he felt the thin fabric slip off his neck, he pressed his hands to the other's shoulders, not bothering to finish undressing. He looked into Usagi's eyes as he moved forward, with an assuring gaze as he pushed him backward, but gently into the mattress, so that the other was on his back.
"Seriously, you're such a twink." he smirked, supporting himself above the other with his arms. He eyed the other's exposed belly for a second, before he reached down, and pressed his palm against it, stroking it up into the under-sized shirt.
"You should strip, unless you want to ruin that shirt," he commented, glancing back momentarily at his legs so that he could position himself more appropriately above the other. Once satisfied, he sat on Usagi's lower body, feeling a slight tremor as his pelvis sunk into the other's groin.
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