[Ain should get a medal for self restraint, truly. Wolfwood is only managing as much himself because their positions aren't reversed, and as much as he'd love to just drag Ain down into his lap, he's preoccupied enough by squishing his thighs and kissing him that it keeps his more base urges at bay.
For now.
He will let his hands follow Ain as he moves, tilting his head up to kiss him again. And again. Butterfly kisses follow, from his lips, to his cheeks, to his forehead.]
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For now.
He will let his hands follow Ain as he moves, tilting his head up to kiss him again. And again. Butterfly kisses follow, from his lips, to his cheeks, to his forehead.]