[ He shudders at the pleasant tingle of heat when he feels the hand in his hair shift, those fingers brushing down the length of it, breath catching when he feels the full warmth of that hand on his neck, resting above the collar of that open shirt that he regrets not taking off in time.
Even his modest swimming trunks are starting to make him feel overdressed.
With his arms closed about Eiden’s neck he tries tugging at him, gently but insistently, so they’ll both fall back against that nice, cushy bench already strewn with brightly colored silks and pillows to tumble around in. The space is still a little tight down there, but that’s the point, isn’t it?
But the longer their lips linger on each other, the more he’s starting to notice something…
He breaks the kiss with a gasp, eyes fluttering— ]
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Even his modest swimming trunks are starting to make him feel overdressed.
With his arms closed about Eiden’s neck he tries tugging at him, gently but insistently, so they’ll both fall back against that nice, cushy bench already strewn with brightly colored silks and pillows to tumble around in. The space is still a little tight down there, but that’s the point, isn’t it?
But the longer their lips linger on each other, the more he’s starting to notice something…
He breaks the kiss with a gasp, eyes fluttering— ]
You…something…something seems familiar…