[he makes a pleased hum at the squeak-turned-moan. But as soon as he hears Peter stifling himself, he breaks away to look up at him. Honestly, a little sad in his eyes. How bad has it gotten over the years that peter automatically does that?
He trails a finger along his husband's thigh up to his hip.]
Hey... You wanted to see how loud we can be. [He means it to be encouraging, gives another little kiss waiting for Peter to remove his hand.]
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He trails a finger along his husband's thigh up to his hip.]
Hey... You wanted to see how loud we can be. [He means it to be encouraging, gives another little kiss waiting for Peter to remove his hand.]