'I thought I was touching you nicely?' He murmurs it against his skin, where he's sucking lightly at the pulse point on he neck.
'Been two days for me too. Been imagining this. Wanting to touch you - and now I can, want to feel you squirm, please.'
The hand not playing with his chest starts stroking softly over his ribs. And needless to say, he's pressing into him quite firmly so Random can feel what this sort of thing does to him.
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Date: 2006-01-11 12:16 am (UTC)'Been two days for me too. Been imagining this. Wanting to touch you - and now I can, want to feel you squirm, please.'
The hand not playing with his chest starts stroking softly over his ribs. And needless to say, he's pressing into him quite firmly so Random can feel what this sort of thing does to him.