[A hum sounds out from his throat, dangerously close to a trill as Peter's hands keep exploring. Hard carapace and plastron shifting to softer plates by his waist and hips.]
Oh, I don't think you have to hope anymore. [Unless Leo somehow scares Peter off. Which is still a real possibility. They never actually got him to drop the last time they tried anything, so Peter hasn't seen him fully. Not really.
He takes a breath, moving his hand to squeeze Peter's other breast, circling his thumb over the nipple as he massages it.]
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Oh, I don't think you have to hope anymore. [Unless Leo somehow scares Peter off. Which is still a real possibility. They never actually got him to drop the last time they tried anything, so Peter hasn't seen him fully. Not really.
He takes a breath, moving his hand to squeeze Peter's other breast, circling his thumb over the nipple as he massages it.]
Just tell me if I'm too much.