[It could be a protest, the little whine, but Ghyslain makes no move to push Romain away so he just presses on. Once they start kissing, once those hips start rolling, the two boys start to grind completely - mindlessly and desperately, yes. He has to come up to breathe hard, return to Ghyslain's lips as they both swell under each other's touch.]
Ghyslain, I... [There's just a thin strand of saliva connecting their lips, which Romain immediately licks away to notice just how red and swollen the other boy's are.] I want - can I...?
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Ghyslain, I... [There's just a thin strand of saliva connecting their lips, which Romain immediately licks away to notice just how red and swollen the other boy's are.] I want - can I...?
[Sex. He wants sex. Badly.}