[ Lennon lifts his arms so the shirt can be pulled off completely as it's pulled off his head. He exhales as he watches the other move over his torso before closing his eyes to focus in on every little sensation. His hand brushes through the other's messy hair and then cups the back of his head when he makes it back to his neck and then a little further up.
Slowly fingertips drift down over the back of Daeshim's neck and outward toward one shoulder. Shivering, the soft catch of teeth that's not quite a bite draws a soft mewl from Lennon. ]
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Slowly fingertips drift down over the back of Daeshim's neck and outward toward one shoulder. Shivering, the soft catch of teeth that's not quite a bite draws a soft mewl from Lennon. ]
You'll drive me crazy.