It's hard to tell if they're still playing, if Noah's frantic hands are him pretending to be some blushing virgin or if he's just anxious to have his hands on Freddie for the first time in months. Either way, the touch is thrilling and he lets himself be pushed down into the carpet, twisted away from the table and blinking up at dark blue eyes.
Noah's staring down at him, hair loose about his face and he bites back a groan when Noah's fingers curl into Freddie's hair, Noah's voice a rough whisper.
"Seems a big step," he remarks cheekily as he slips his hands up under the fall of Noah's shirt to touch his bare sides before he slides one down lower to feel over the bulge in Noah's pants. "Not done that before."
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Date: 2017-02-11 10:02 pm (UTC)Noah's staring down at him, hair loose about his face and he bites back a groan when Noah's fingers curl into Freddie's hair, Noah's voice a rough whisper.
"Seems a big step," he remarks cheekily as he slips his hands up under the fall of Noah's shirt to touch his bare sides before he slides one down lower to feel over the bulge in Noah's pants. "Not done that before."