[There's a hitch of breath as he's maneuvered around in Cy's lap, both of them made messy, his own cock still rigid between his thighs as a testament to the determined force of attraction he feels toward Cy. He ignores it to the best of his ability — because Cy told him, because he wants to do well. That approval-seeking part of him has become so much stronger around this man.
Catcoded by rubbing all over each other to communicate affection, it's true. He turns it easily, arm forming a secure loop around Cy's shoulders to stabilize his perch.]
I wish we had our own shower. [So Cy could actually do unnamable things to him in there, and he wouldn't care if there were people around.] And a kitchen. I want to cook breakfast for you.
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Catcoded by rubbing all over each other to communicate affection, it's true. He turns it easily, arm forming a secure loop around Cy's shoulders to stabilize his perch.]
I wish we had our own shower. [So Cy could actually do unnamable things to him in there, and he wouldn't care if there were people around.] And a kitchen. I want to cook breakfast for you.