[ He breathes out as he feels fingers cup his arousal and trace its outlines. He twitches in response, aching for more friction, for more touch, for more anticipation. There's a shaky, breathy little laugh as he leans into the kiss and his fingers squeeze in reply. ]
That sounds like it's exactly what I asked for.
[ He squirms, his hips shifting to try and find a better position. To get some sort of friction beyond the hand that teases him. The pad of his thumb drags slowly against the shaft he can feel underneath his fingers, over the head, pressing cloth down to give a bit firmer touch. ]
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That sounds like it's exactly what I asked for.
[ He squirms, his hips shifting to try and find a better position. To get some sort of friction beyond the hand that teases him. The pad of his thumb drags slowly against the shaft he can feel underneath his fingers, over the head, pressing cloth down to give a bit firmer touch. ]
I'll trust you to deliver~