He smiles, still smug, and straightens, then swings a leg across Ramon's chest, straddling his ribs, up on his knees, popping the button of his jeans and sliding down the zipper with a low groan.
"Tell me, lover. If I like it, I promise, I'll touch you. If you don't I'll just sit here and touch myself until you do."
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Date: 2005-12-10 04:11 am (UTC)He smiles, still smug, and straightens, then swings a leg across Ramon's chest, straddling his ribs, up on his knees, popping the button of his jeans and sliding down the zipper with a low groan.
"Tell me, lover. If I like it, I promise, I'll touch you. If you don't I'll just sit here and touch myself until you do."