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Doing his best to resist a smile, Josh licked his lips, still tasting Akira on them before looking at his boyfriend intently, his hands roaming down his arms and gently taking both in his own. With his fingertips rubbing over Akira's knuckles, Josh calmly spoke again.
"Slowly now love, speak slowly and tell me what you want. You lay on your back and what else?" Josh muttered, his voice soft and low in his throat due to his desire, as well as attempt of calming him down.
In the past, if someone had asked if Josh was a patient person, they'd laugh and wonder if the word was even in his vocabulary. Though after meeting Akira, there wasn't much doubt that patience had been key in his life due to their relationship, and Josh didn't seem to mind.
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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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