He stops his slow, inch-by-inch claiming of what Raju can afford to expose to the air to agree. He makes a soft noise, solitary hand slipping underneath the hem of one of those many layers of his.
Not the level with skin. Damn, he chose poorly, must be one of those silly shirts.
“As much as I’d hate to move you off my lap, it is warm in our furs…”
And then Raju could touch him again in that appreciative, playful way of his. If forced he’ll admit that even the roomy trousers are now becoming tight and uncomfortable, and Raju is bearing the brunt of the weight on one arm to keep them touching without hurting him.
“Then maybe I could convince you to take some of this off, and you could touch my chest without the pretense of a washcloth in hand.”
no subject
He stops his slow, inch-by-inch claiming of what Raju can afford to expose to the air to agree. He makes a soft noise, solitary hand slipping underneath the hem of one of those many layers of his.
Not the level with skin. Damn, he chose poorly, must be one of those silly shirts.
“As much as I’d hate to move you off my lap, it is warm in our furs…”
And then Raju could touch him again in that appreciative, playful way of his. If forced he’ll admit that even the roomy trousers are now becoming tight and uncomfortable, and Raju is bearing the brunt of the weight on one arm to keep them touching without hurting him.
“Then maybe I could convince you to take some of this off, and you could touch my chest without the pretense of a washcloth in hand.”