His toes curl up against the ground, trying to keep himself still and balanced enough that he can enjoy this and not be rough. His panting is rough, shallow, as though he doesn't want to be heard.
"Do you know how beautiful you are?" he whispers, still stroking his cheek.
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Date: 2011-05-22 01:47 pm (UTC)"Do you know how beautiful you are?" he whispers, still stroking his cheek.