[He can't say he's ever been anyone's first male partner. And yet a kind of calm makes its way through the haze of desire. He's still hard, still lust-drenched, but he cards his fingers through Otto's hair.]
We can think of something... if you're uncomfortable, [he whispers.] We don't have to do anything you don't want to do. Mmmh, I'll let you lead....
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We can think of something... if you're uncomfortable, [he whispers.] We don't have to do anything you don't want to do. Mmmh, I'll let you lead....