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"Hn .." He pulled away a bit as Usagi struggled with his shirt. In the meantime, Yuri fingered the edges of the other's low jeans, wondering what he would do first. He couldn't help but smirk slightly, when he began to feel the heat of the other's crotch, and he pressed his palm against it, looking up into Usagi's face.
"What? There's no need to rush or anything. Just relax ... let's have some fun .." he hissed playfully, rubbing the area playfully, before he slid his free hand up the other's side, and across his chest. He let the texture of Usagi's torso sink into his palm, and then he leaned forward again, kissing the other on the lips. Then on the chin, and on his chest .. His face found itself at one of Usagi's nipples, and almost daringly, he let the tip of his tongue press against the tiny protrusion, coating it in thick, warm moisture. He smirked, and moved his arm beneath the younger male, to caress his spine and trail down the crease of his back into his jeans. He cupped the warm, mound of hidden flesh, and groped it slightly, slipping his fingers down between the twin muscles to press and massage against the clear, empty bit of skin just below the genitals, exterior to the prostate.
"Have you ever felt that ..?" he whispered, snaking his other arm around Usagi's waist, to keep him from writhing too much at the sensation.
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