[There's a pout. Can you hear the pout? He's maybe playing it up just a little bit because he's embarrassed he could be so easily had like that!
But it's hard to pout when there's such a soothing sensation between his ribs of the soft push and pull of t-shirt fabric and the warm thumb that gentle kneads it into soft wrinkles. He'll take that it feels gentle. Sometimes the touch of Paul's hand on his neck makes him feel like he just leapt off a roof without an AT Field.]
I do but... I think you're unusual. About mornings.
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[There's a pout. Can you hear the pout? He's maybe playing it up just a little bit because he's embarrassed he could be so easily had like that!
But it's hard to pout when there's such a soothing sensation between his ribs of the soft push and pull of t-shirt fabric and the warm thumb that gentle kneads it into soft wrinkles. He'll take that it feels gentle. Sometimes the touch of Paul's hand on his neck makes him feel like he just leapt off a roof without an AT Field.]
I do but... I think you're unusual. About mornings.