I'm not sure if it was mostly self defense, you know.
[It is sexual. So many months ago opened up the door - box of things to get excited about. A supple thin waist, slender little legs, little gasps from a hoarse throat. Silco shifts into his hand, and he is proud of the way they both start to harden again in tandem. Silco wasn't exactly some magazine model, but who cares? The City never put so much emphasis on looks, after all. He himself was not someone he would consider a beauty. It's about the way they make each other feel. A thrill under the skin.]
[And then there was.. something else. A fearful thing to look at. The depths of emotion that wanted to be shallow but were anything but. Silco sighs against his lips that the second time was to see if he would accept him. Has he? Would he? Is that proof?]
Ahh.
[A edged little groan at the touch to his thigh - his cock twitches, as if in reply. He's sighing out his words into the other's mouth.]
HIT POST TOO EARLY WAGH
[It is sexual. So many months ago opened up the door - box of things to get excited about. A supple thin waist, slender little legs, little gasps from a hoarse throat. Silco shifts into his hand, and he is proud of the way they both start to harden again in tandem. Silco wasn't exactly some magazine model, but who cares? The City never put so much emphasis on looks, after all. He himself was not someone he would consider a beauty. It's about the way they make each other feel. A thrill under the skin.]
[And then there was.. something else. A fearful thing to look at. The depths of emotion that wanted to be shallow but were anything but. Silco sighs against his lips that the second time was to see if he would accept him. Has he? Would he? Is that proof?]
Ahh.
[A edged little groan at the touch to his thigh - his cock twitches, as if in reply. He's sighing out his words into the other's mouth.]
You don't...need to stab me to get that.
[...Acceptance. Understanding.]