It's curious, Freddie thinks, given what Noah's shared with him already.
"Didn't you have a boyfriend?" he asks, genuinely confused, though that interest falters somewhat as Noah reaches a hand between them to thumb open Freddie's sleep shorts. With some effort, Freddie pushes up to his knees, giving Noah better access as well as giving himself the opportunity to strip out of his shirt, tossing it aside before slipping his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts and dragging them down past his hips.
He's never minded putting on a bit of a show and now's certainly no different, especially given how eager Noah seems to be.
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"Didn't you have a boyfriend?" he asks, genuinely confused, though that interest falters somewhat as Noah reaches a hand between them to thumb open Freddie's sleep shorts. With some effort, Freddie pushes up to his knees, giving Noah better access as well as giving himself the opportunity to strip out of his shirt, tossing it aside before slipping his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts and dragging them down past his hips.
He's never minded putting on a bit of a show and now's certainly no different, especially given how eager Noah seems to be.