[His hands come up to brush along Caleb's cheeks as Chris simply looks at him as though there's little else he'd like to do.]
I'm ager to hear your thoughts. As to where...an arm might be good? Or a thigh, if you want a place a bit more intimate. [He lets a hand drop to wrap his fingers around Caleb's instead.]
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I'm ager to hear your thoughts. As to where...an arm might be good? Or a thigh, if you want a place a bit more intimate. [He lets a hand drop to wrap his fingers around Caleb's instead.]
I'm open to suggestions.
What sort of magic were you thinking?