[He is sure that his face must be bright red now, a ridiculous reaction, but he can't help it. It feels good, flattering somehow. He rests a hand against Chris's side lightly, and parts his lips for the other man.
It is hard to think now, like there's nothing outside of the warmth and comfort and sweetness of this. And that is... it's so good.]
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It is hard to think now, like there's nothing outside of the warmth and comfort and sweetness of this. And that is... it's so good.]