"Mmm, should we?" Freddie replies with a tone that indicates he's really not much interested in that. Noah's not pushing him away, not stilling Freddie's touch in any way at all, not sliding out of his arms.
No, he's still pressed all along Freddie's front, arms draped over Freddie's shoulders. Grinning, Freddie ducks into the curve of his neck to press an open-mouthed kiss to damp skin as he slips his finger lower yet, the tip right up against the rim of Noah's hole, though not yet breaching.
He drags his lips along Noah's jaw and murmurs, "You're not sounding too convincing."
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Date: 2016-10-10 07:33 pm (UTC)No, he's still pressed all along Freddie's front, arms draped over Freddie's shoulders. Grinning, Freddie ducks into the curve of his neck to press an open-mouthed kiss to damp skin as he slips his finger lower yet, the tip right up against the rim of Noah's hole, though not yet breaching.
He drags his lips along Noah's jaw and murmurs, "You're not sounding too convincing."