His lips find Noah’s neck, trailing soft, nipping kisses down the sensitive skin. His hands, meanwhile, find their way under Noah’s shirt, his touch feather-light as he slowly explores the expanse of Noah’s bare skin. He carefully pulls Noah’s shirt off, slowly and deliberately, as if he’s unwrapping a priceless gift.
He then moves back up, his lips finding purchase on Noah’s collarbone, where he spends a moment sucking and biting, leaving a small, red mark. His hands find a place at the hem of Noah’s sweatpants, his fingers slowly working their way under the elastic.
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