[Well. This is different than he was expecting, but at the same time he feels a bit foolish for not anticipating it, that Cloud would still be so affectionate in is way. If not with touch, then with words.
And while the pressure against his dick makes Daan groan, it's listening to Cloud and gazing up into his eyes that's really doing a lot of the work. Daan shudders, face heated, and he jerks against the boot. Precum squeezes down, dribbling down against his foot.]
Careful. You'd spoil me.
[No, he wouldn't. Daan just isn't sure how to digest that -- the genuine affection, the kindness. It's doing more for him than he'd could have ever anticipated, not unlike how oddly shy he is with even mere handholding when he's done a number of filthy acts in his life.]
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And while the pressure against his dick makes Daan groan, it's listening to Cloud and gazing up into his eyes that's really doing a lot of the work. Daan shudders, face heated, and he jerks against the boot. Precum squeezes down, dribbling down against his foot.]
Careful. You'd spoil me.
[No, he wouldn't. Daan just isn't sure how to digest that -- the genuine affection, the kindness. It's doing more for him than he'd could have ever anticipated, not unlike how oddly shy he is with even mere handholding when he's done a number of filthy acts in his life.]