There's a faint flush of pink to Noah's cheeks and Freddie honestly isn't sure if it's real or if he's just sliding into this little game they've started. It's hard to tell with Noah, his bright eyes and innocent smile hiding the deliciously filthy mind.
Noah looks up at Freddie through his lashes and Freddie gently slides Noah's hand further up his thigh, guiding. He's not hard yet, but it shouldn't take long with the way Noah's looking at him right now. "Who else? It's my help you're wanting, isn't it?"
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Date: 2017-01-27 06:59 pm (UTC)Noah looks up at Freddie through his lashes and Freddie gently slides Noah's hand further up his thigh, guiding. He's not hard yet, but it shouldn't take long with the way Noah's looking at him right now. "Who else? It's my help you're wanting, isn't it?"