[ There's a half-meant protest buried in the way your boy squirms in your grip, and whatever force it might have had is further undermined by the way he opens his mouth to yours, and how he arches up into your hand.
It's so terribly hot, and he's getting wound up in his own skin all over again. That would be your fault, of course. ]
I don't just want you to touch me.
[ The need is overriding every other thought, and darkening the look in his eyes the moment they're turning back towards you. If for anything, it's a pretty clear sign that he is, indeed, starting to get into all of this in earnest. ]
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It's so terribly hot, and he's getting wound up in his own skin all over again. That would be your fault, of course. ]
I don't just want you to touch me.
[ The need is overriding every other thought, and darkening the look in his eyes the moment they're turning back towards you. If for anything, it's a pretty clear sign that he is, indeed, starting to get into all of this in earnest. ]