A smile spills over Raju's face and his hands hurry to the buttons of his trousers— and then stop there, as he realises he's just hurried himself away from the collected, controlled impression he'd been cultivating before. He ducks his head over a very quiet laugh, gaze quickly growing hungry again as he looks back up, his eyes raking over the parts of Francis that he can see.
His fingers move quickly again, undoing one fly and then the other, hooking his thumbs under his drawers and pushing the whole lot down a little on one side, a little on the other, groaning a little as he has to shift to make it happen and feels the material moving against him. Then he tugs up his shirts, moving their ends out of the way. Then his hips are bare, the very tops of his thighs are bare, the skin of his stomach just above his groin feels the air. It doesn't feel cold at all. He pauses a moment looking into Francis' eyes and smiles, pleased, reaching inside his drawers to tug his cock free.
"What about this? Can you see what you're doing now?"
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Date: 2024-07-17 05:54 pm (UTC)His fingers move quickly again, undoing one fly and then the other, hooking his thumbs under his drawers and pushing the whole lot down a little on one side, a little on the other, groaning a little as he has to shift to make it happen and feels the material moving against him. Then he tugs up his shirts, moving their ends out of the way. Then his hips are bare, the very tops of his thighs are bare, the skin of his stomach just above his groin feels the air. It doesn't feel cold at all. He pauses a moment looking into Francis' eyes and smiles, pleased, reaching inside his drawers to tug his cock free.
"What about this? Can you see what you're doing now?"