Perfection

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Ashton sucked on the spot right under Michael's naval and he moaned out, he kissed his trembling thighs and gripped onto them. " Open up baby." He whispered and the pale boy kept his thighs pressed together,  "You don't wanna see it......." Michael trailed off and the curly haired lad leaned over his face. "See what?" He asked, "Stretch marks." Michael mumbled and Ashton spread Michael's thick thighs apart, he covered his red face with his hands as Ashton looked at his inner thighs. At least five thin pink stretch marks on each of the the pale boy's inner thighs, Michael was expecting Ashton to get up and get dressed again, saying he was no longer in the mood, but instead he felt his boyfriend's lips on his skin. "Wh-what are you doing?" He asked, "Loving my boyfriend." He whispered and kissed up his bare torso and chest, placing a soft kiss on his lips. "But, they're ugly..." Michael blushed, "They're not, they make you even more perfect than you already are." Ashton smiled and pecked his lips. "But-" Michael began but was cut off by Ashton giving him a hard kiss, "I love you the way you are." He smiled as he pulled away. "I love you too." Michael grinned, "Now......where were we?" Ashton smirked and Michael chuckled.

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