( Neck shifts upon feeling those kisses - his skin heating with now-familiar warmth from before as he presses forward, his breath catching in his throat at his words. His motions own intensify -- fingers making their way to the base of his cock to the tip again.
His own cock has become hard enough to where he longs to be touched again, but he can wait. His focus was on the other right now. )
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