Weps licks his way back to Clay's other nipple, whilst his fingers slowly unfasten Clay's jeans, careful not to let them touch Clay's flesh. He pushes them down as far as he can, then lifts his head to look at Clay. He brings up his other hand to join the one holding Clay's arms above his head. Weps' mouth is very dry.
"Kick your shoes off, he murmurs. "Then your jeans. Don't touch yourself."
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Date: 2004-03-24 03:27 am (UTC)"Kick your shoes off, he murmurs. "Then your jeans. Don't touch yourself."