[ Touchy, touchy, touchy. But now that they’re going at this Sinsa’s actually slowed down a great deal. There’s even actual tenderness in his gaze, even if he’s also getting exasperated with Luke’s every complaint. There are far more agreeable lovers, to be sure, though Sinsa’s not so dumb as to fail to understand that Luke’s out of his depth here.
And probably still thinking of the butterflies, from the looks of it.
But with Luke safely pinned underneath him, Sinsa reaches lower as instructed, hand sweeping over the curve of an inner thigh. Somebody’s probably stashed some lube out here, and he’ll sniff it out eventually, unless Luke’s peculiar anatomy’s just about to get even more peculiar over here… ]
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[ Touchy, touchy, touchy. But now that they’re going at this Sinsa’s actually slowed down a great deal. There’s even actual tenderness in his gaze, even if he’s also getting exasperated with Luke’s every complaint. There are far more agreeable lovers, to be sure, though Sinsa’s not so dumb as to fail to understand that Luke’s out of his depth here.
And probably still thinking of the butterflies, from the looks of it.
But with Luke safely pinned underneath him, Sinsa reaches lower as instructed, hand sweeping over the curve of an inner thigh. Somebody’s probably stashed some lube out here, and he’ll sniff it out eventually, unless Luke’s peculiar anatomy’s just about to get even more peculiar over here… ]