[Emery’s face heats up as he feels Zel loosening his pants. It’s a slight relief, but the subsequent feeling of fingers brushing teasingly over his erection is vexing. He finds himself raising his hips, trying to grind his dick against Zel’s hand. And when Zel starts pressing warm kisses against his neck, Emery moans out:]
Zel…
[Wanting more, and not wanting to be entirely passive, Emery raises one hand to fiddle with the fastenings on his vest and shirt, tugging at the fabric to expose more skin for Zel.]
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on 2023-10-26 01:26 am (UTC)Zel…
[Wanting more, and not wanting to be entirely passive, Emery raises one hand to fiddle with the fastenings on his vest and shirt, tugging at the fabric to expose more skin for Zel.]