[ Caesar's grip on his hair almost yanked his head but like fucking hell he was backing off now. That sweet cry that came out of Caesar only made him want to go further, deeper... His tongue tentatively grazed Caesar's lower lip, and that moment when the corners of his mouth curled in a warm smile, that moment of pure and unavoidable realization was enough, he didn't need words, there was no room for any. He doubted he could speak even. The suffocating heat coming and going between their bodies didn't burn as much as Caesar's hands on his back and tangled up in his hair, he was almost certain they could melt into his flesh and bones.
He needed to leave his own brand on Caesar as well, and placed one of his hands down his chest, the tips of his fingers desperately wandering, aching to feel skin on skin.
He was also aware of how his pants were gradually tightening uncomfortably on his crotch so he kept his hips steady where they were, no matter how much he wanted to rub that growing pain against his friend's leg. ]
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He needed to leave his own brand on Caesar as well, and placed one of his hands down his chest, the tips of his fingers desperately wandering, aching to feel skin on skin.
He was also aware of how his pants were gradually tightening uncomfortably on his crotch so he kept his hips steady where they were, no matter how much he wanted to rub that growing pain against his friend's leg. ]