The feeling of Francis' lips against his is still new and welcome, comforting, and when he feels Francis' other arm moving around his neck he hums appreciatively into Francis' mouth. When Francis pulls back from the kiss his arm is still there and there's something reassuring about it, something settling a little of the tension Raju hadn't realised was inside him somewhere. With Francis' arm there, Raju couldn't pull away from him if he tried to. He feels their foreheads against one another and lets out a slow, relieved breath.
I might not... Francis says, trailing off, and Raju smiles. "Me either. I'm surprised I've lasted this long. I haven't, ah..." It's strange to say this. There's never been a reason to. But once he's told Francis one thing, he wants to tell him more. There's no reason for him to know, but Raju wants him to. "I haven't even touched myself this way in... I don't know. A long time. But I like touching you."
Raju's hand circles the length of him, loosely. He smiles into the eyes he loves so well and pulls his hand up slowly, skin brushing skin very gently, fingertips feeling him along the way. "What do you like?" he whispers, voice as gentle as the moving of his hand. "How does it feel?"
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Date: 2024-07-02 02:27 pm (UTC)I might not... Francis says, trailing off, and Raju smiles. "Me either. I'm surprised I've lasted this long. I haven't, ah..." It's strange to say this. There's never been a reason to. But once he's told Francis one thing, he wants to tell him more. There's no reason for him to know, but Raju wants him to. "I haven't even touched myself this way in... I don't know. A long time. But I like touching you."
Raju's hand circles the length of him, loosely. He smiles into the eyes he loves so well and pulls his hand up slowly, skin brushing skin very gently, fingertips feeling him along the way. "What do you like?" he whispers, voice as gentle as the moving of his hand. "How does it feel?"