[Adam watches, readily responding to each touch and bite. When Drew starts working lower, he sits up on his elbows and watches, anticipation running through him in waves, but no apprehension. When Drew stops and asks his permission, Adam eagerly nods, his voice catching in his throat.] Yeah.
[With permission granted that sly smile grew. He removed the rest of the fabric covering Adam, fully undressing him from the waist down. Looking at him he licked his lips.] God damn you're hot. [Sinking back down between his legs Drew bit at his hip bones and traced that crease from hip to his crotch with the tip of his tongue.]
[Adam's never believed when anyone's said that of him. When he looks in the mirror, he sees someone gaunt, too skinny, too awkward, and too delicate to be anything desirable. And beneath that is the monster who is too quick to judge. Whose anger has ruined more things than Adam cares to count. But Drew's words make him smile, almost make him believe. He runs a hand through Drew's hair as his hips arch and his cock thrusts into the air, encouraging him softly.]
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That feels so good.