[ Despite the barrier between them, the every move of their hips against one another feels better than the last, and they eventually create a rhythm between one another. Sorey's hips rock against him harder than the last, and Mikleo's cock twitches against underwear, clothing wet with precum. He moans softly - cheeks reddening and adding more color to his already flushed cheeks at the sound.
Even with the embarrassment, he reaches - fingers moving to undo belt and eventually unbutton pants. The clothes is getting... frustrating, to say the least. Wouldn't this be easier without them...?
He responds to ever kiss, every touch - leaning towards his partner and pressing his own kisses to cheek - to forehead in response. He wants Sorey to know that the touches are appreciated in the best way that he can communicate that right now. ]
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Even with the embarrassment, he reaches - fingers moving to undo belt and eventually unbutton pants. The clothes is getting... frustrating, to say the least. Wouldn't this be easier without them...?
He responds to ever kiss, every touch - leaning towards his partner and pressing his own kisses to cheek - to forehead in response. He wants Sorey to know that the touches are appreciated in the best way that he can communicate that right now. ]