[ Thankfully, the only emotion, aside from an urgent need to occupy his mouth and make the other man feel good, is a strange sense of gratitude. Even if Keaton seems to go about this in a much more easygoing, nonchalant manner, he knows that exposing himself like this takes at least a little bit of trust. And though they may not know each other terribly well, that is something Percival appreciates. It helps him feel increasingly comfortable in Keaton's presence, makes his limbs relax even while his muscles tense with desire. ]
Very well. [ Percival says lowly, right before his lips are captured in a surprisingly tender kiss. The light grazing of Keaton's tongue against his own sparks something in him again, something that he feels more free to express now that Keaton has made his position on the matter clear enough.
Eventually, he shifts their positions such that he eases Keaton further into the sofa, reclining the other's back against the cushions and pressing some of his weight down upon him, almost possessive. He never once breaks the kiss, snaking his hand between them to grip Keaton's cock firmly in his hold. ]
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Very well. [ Percival says lowly, right before his lips are captured in a surprisingly tender kiss. The light grazing of Keaton's tongue against his own sparks something in him again, something that he feels more free to express now that Keaton has made his position on the matter clear enough.
Eventually, he shifts their positions such that he eases Keaton further into the sofa, reclining the other's back against the cushions and pressing some of his weight down upon him, almost possessive. He never once breaks the kiss, snaking his hand between them to grip Keaton's cock firmly in his hold. ]