[He grins around the condom package, tilting his chin lower so his eyes look wider, both hungrier and more innocent. Well... mock-innocent, at least, no one would ever believe that was truly the case.
He sits up a little straighter, feeling Cesar's less-than-focused gaze trailing downward along his form and reveling in it. His silvery laughter sounds at the indicated number.
His finger hooks around Cesar's belt loop.]
I like this song. It's got a good rhythm. A good beat. Let me want you. Let me take care of you.
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Date: 2015-09-24 03:06 am (UTC)He sits up a little straighter, feeling Cesar's less-than-focused gaze trailing downward along his form and reveling in it. His silvery laughter sounds at the indicated number.
His finger hooks around Cesar's belt loop.]
I like this song. It's got a good rhythm. A good beat. Let me want you. Let me take care of you.