When Francis' fingers dig in to Raju's hip Raju makes a thick noise deep in his throat and rocks forward, hand wound in Francis' shirt. For a moment he looks over Francis' face, eyes wide and eager, and breathing hard. He wants to tease him a little longer, he does, but he wants Francis too much in this moment to be anything but honest.
"If I don't..." he breathes, watching his hand skate a little more quickly up Francis' stomach. "Make you wait..." Up to his chest now, and around his collar, which Raju unbuttons just far enough to lean his face into a shoulder and breathe out hard against it, breathe in and smell his skin. His other hand is still clenched against the bedframe. "...I want to make this good enough. For you."
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Date: 2025-01-01 02:36 am (UTC)"If I don't..." he breathes, watching his hand skate a little more quickly up Francis' stomach. "Make you wait..." Up to his chest now, and around his collar, which Raju unbuttons just far enough to lean his face into a shoulder and breathe out hard against it, breathe in and smell his skin. His other hand is still clenched against the bedframe. "...I want to make this good enough. For you."