If Wyatt has anything to say about it, it can only get better from here. Moving lower still, he stops for a quick nuzzle and lick to Glitch's belly button, then does the same right along the hem of his pants. Hoping the skin there is sensitive enough that it's a tease instead of a bore. The hand around warm, hard flesh squeezes tighter for the space of a heartbeat.
Hidden by the fact his head is ducked, Wyatt smiles, hearing the words tumbling from Glitch's mouth.
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Date: 2009-08-25 06:36 am (UTC)Hidden by the fact his head is ducked, Wyatt smiles, hearing the words tumbling from Glitch's mouth.