[Peter has no hesitation about opening his mouth to Leo, inviting the turtle in to explore the inside of his mouth. He moans at the feeling. He drags his nails lightly against Leo's sides, just wanting to return the favor in kind.
Peter grinds a little against Leo's thigh at the invitation, mildly in passing assuming his husband hasn't dropped down yet, or is holding off.
He's definitely wet given the wet spot he's leaving against the skin there with his ministrations.]
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Peter grinds a little against Leo's thigh at the invitation, mildly in passing assuming his husband hasn't dropped down yet, or is holding off.
He's definitely wet given the wet spot he's leaving against the skin there with his ministrations.]