[Bruno smiles warmly and a little blurrily at this, his fingers skating tenderly over those spots again. Gently, gently, in slow, experimental strokes. He hums throatily at Otto's reaction as much as at his touch, and turns his head to gently catch the other man's earlobe between his lips, his hot tongue following right after them.
His eyes fall shut and the odd, smokelike light in his hair dims and brightens with his slow, heavy breathing.]
Mmmmhhh... I like these sounds, [he murmurs slowly.]
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His eyes fall shut and the odd, smokelike light in his hair dims and brightens with his slow, heavy breathing.]
Mmmmhhh... I like these sounds, [he murmurs slowly.]