[Wilhelm draws back on his knees, leaving kisses to cool on Simon's skin. He can't stop looking. Simon, spread out for him like a book he's welcome to peruse at his leisure. Trusting him. Anticipating him. Looking, however, is only a fraction of what he wants to do. Simon's teasing — a lot of stones from someone face down and ass up in a glass house — earns him a playful smack on the cheek.]
Shut up.
[A retort without teeth, as he's grinning and groaning at once. For the sake of fairness, he gives the other cheek a light tap. Firm to his touch, and fascinating, the way it bounces. Weird and beautiful and admittedly a little bit funny, the way their bodies work. With a self-conscious giggle, Wilhelm resolves to take Simon's ass in two handfuls and just...squish his cheeks together.]
You have a cute butt.
[This is mumbled with the reverent hush of a confessional booth. Then, unable to resist the pull of gravity any longer, he stretches his body over Simon's, sticks to him like another shadow. His knees settle in between Simon's, creaking the mattress. His hands press down on either side of him. His dick ends up nestled in the cleft of Simon's ass. This proves to be something of a revelation, the dry friction pushing a soft groan out of Wilhelm and goading his hips into wiggling around to ignite the sensation again.]
Mm...this okay?
[Ducking down, he presses a kiss to one golden brown shoulder. His hair sweeps over his skin, cool and soft in contrast to the insistent heat of his lips.]
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Shut up.
[A retort without teeth, as he's grinning and groaning at once. For the sake of fairness, he gives the other cheek a light tap. Firm to his touch, and fascinating, the way it bounces. Weird and beautiful and admittedly a little bit funny, the way their bodies work. With a self-conscious giggle, Wilhelm resolves to take Simon's ass in two handfuls and just...squish his cheeks together.]
You have a cute butt.
[This is mumbled with the reverent hush of a confessional booth. Then, unable to resist the pull of gravity any longer, he stretches his body over Simon's, sticks to him like another shadow. His knees settle in between Simon's, creaking the mattress. His hands press down on either side of him. His dick ends up nestled in the cleft of Simon's ass. This proves to be something of a revelation, the dry friction pushing a soft groan out of Wilhelm and goading his hips into wiggling around to ignite the sensation again.]
Mm...this okay?
[Ducking down, he presses a kiss to one golden brown shoulder. His hair sweeps over his skin, cool and soft in contrast to the insistent heat of his lips.]