Oh, so he had that kind of experience, but not nearly enough of the sexual kind. Strel gave a short muffled cry of protest at the hand at the back of his neck, more for his mane than for the pressure. It was styled for crying out loud, did he know the effort he put in to make it the way it was. Kissing was great and all, and it was nice to see that the man was getting more into this than before; it made his own part in it so much easier. Hopefully, Zafier would stay that way for the whole way through, or else it would harsh some major boner.
A hand went up to the one on his neck, and the redhead pulled the hand out of his locks gingerly, feeling his hair pull. Breaking the kiss without a word, somehow he moved himself between the Catori man's legs. "If you want to stop at all, you need to tell me. Or..." He did not go on with the consequences, wondering what would hapen if the man would regret it immensely at the end. Sighing, resolved, Strel threw what reservations he had left to the wind and went with it. He touched the other man's length, sending a look at his face for a reaction.
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