[Again Richard's hand is finding its way to the back of his neck in an affectionate but gently possessive gesture, thumb stroking lightly over the skin right where it meets the horn. It's funny, really, how very normal that horn seems to him now, something he doesn't even think twice about-- well, beyond the fact that it's a very nice erogenous zone that he can use to his advantage.
... but then Naoki's hand is moving between his legs and coherent thought is rapidly deserting him, and his eyes fall shut again as he arches up against that touch. Who is teasing whom here?]
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... but then Naoki's hand is moving between his legs and coherent thought is rapidly deserting him, and his eyes fall shut again as he arches up against that touch. Who is teasing whom here?]