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The smaller child was sent away, Bartholomew did not complain, but the elder one did not miss a beat after the other had scampered off, ears twitching at the Cubbins' actions and then suddenly their lips met, and it made a grin form on Bartholomew's face. He returned the intensity he was given and he would soon break the kiss to let a chuckle pass from his lips. Truth was, Bartholomew was sort of a whore, but he also was very weird in the way he did touch and was touched, as well as the fact that he would randomly get embarrassed about stupid shit. This was what happened here, when he broke the kiss of the boy, but he was not stunned for too long, for the male seemed to get over himself really quickly. He chuckled as the boy wormed his way to where there was an enticing leg in between his own legs. The male growled lightly, in a seductive way, something primal and needy, and deep. He knew nothing would happen here though, there was no way that anything could happen here, because it was not private enough. Not for Bartholomew's sake, but for the sake of the child.
Bartholomew kissed the boy again greedily, and kept this going for a minute before he realized he had a cigarette in his hand, and that he wanted that taste to be in his mouth as well. He broke again and put the lit cigarette to his mouth and inhaled the smoke from it. He sighed contently and looked at the boy with half-lidded eyes.
Another chuckle came from the lips of the male and he put his hand around the child's waist and pressed his hips closer to the other male, and he kissed the child again as if to distract the child from what he was doing. He shot his tongue into the other male's mouth and he continued to smile at the male.
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