[He moans as quietly as he can at the mouthing, and the kissing. It will always be a struggle to stay perfectly quiet. He presses the butt of his ungloved hand against his mouth for a moment.
His hand drops past Leo's waistband to trace his fingers along the more sensitive lower plates of Leo's plastron. He somehow manages to keep his voice level, a small victory.] Lean back against the wall. Alright?
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His hand drops past Leo's waistband to trace his fingers along the more sensitive lower plates of Leo's plastron. He somehow manages to keep his voice level, a small victory.] Lean back against the wall. Alright?