[And each slide of your palm against his body awakens every nerve underneath the skin on those spots, making him think, not-so-decently, that this would be so much better if he wasn't wearing anything at all.
Now there's a thought, isn't it? It's more than enough to drive him up the wall.
He's sinking even lower now, because the only thing he wants now is to be as impossibly close to you as possible. Your kisses are marred by the raggedness of his breath, and muffling the occasional noises of need that bubbling up from his throat.]
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Now there's a thought, isn't it? It's more than enough to drive him up the wall.
He's sinking even lower now, because the only thing he wants now is to be as impossibly close to you as possible. Your kisses are marred by the raggedness of his breath, and muffling the occasional noises of need that bubbling up from his throat.]