"Just be gentle," he said softly, cupping Allen's cheek and tugging his lower lip free before kissing him again. His hand slid from Allen's cheek to his shoulder, to his chest, and the work-rough thumb rubbed against a nipple until it peaked. "Don't need to rush."
Allen's breath was already coming short. He wondered if he'd even be able to make it very long, let alone until Bill was inside of him. Thunder crashed almost on top of them, startling Allen, as his focus was all on Bill.
"Just relax," murmured Bill, kissing down....
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