“Tear them off and you’ll have to mend them later,” he teases, gentle caresses pausing for a moment. He cups Rama’s face in his hands, eyes drinking the graceful slope of his nose and his dark, thick eyelashes and brow. His eyes, glittering bright and half-moon shaped from the smile that reaches it, lock with his and he smiles in adoration.
“Beautiful,” he repeats. He tips his head forward and presses a kiss to his lips; if his mouth is occupied then he can’t protest. But he does relent after a minute of kissing, what started slow and sweet growing hot and heavy again. He pulls back and finally allows Rama to help him out of his clothes.
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Date: 2024-09-17 09:00 pm (UTC)“Tear them off and you’ll have to mend them later,” he teases, gentle caresses pausing for a moment. He cups Rama’s face in his hands, eyes drinking the graceful slope of his nose and his dark, thick eyelashes and brow. His eyes, glittering bright and half-moon shaped from the smile that reaches it, lock with his and he smiles in adoration.
“Beautiful,” he repeats. He tips his head forward and presses a kiss to his lips; if his mouth is occupied then he can’t protest. But he does relent after a minute of kissing, what started slow and sweet growing hot and heavy again. He pulls back and finally allows Rama to help him out of his clothes.