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Jakurai found it cute how the other acted almost exactly as he had done the night earlier in reaction to the sight of his chest, he soon heard his question and chuckled softly at the teasing words that followed. "I suppose I have, oh? And what about you little boy, you don't seem to have gotten anymore muscular...~" He said in a seemingly teasing tone as his hands moved up Ramuda's shirt, gripping gently at his sides as he felt his body, remembering it just as it had been. He found the kisses he was receiving to be sweet and endearing, he missed them, how could he not? Every little thing Ramuda was doing he remembered he had experienced at some point and missed it, craved it, every little thing the other did he was so happy to he able to experience once again.

Ramuda couldn’t help the way a shiver ran down his spine. He LOVED being called little boy; whilst he said old man to tease Jakurai, the opposite was true where little boy was concerned. Jakurai’s little boy, that’s him! “D-don’t need to have muscles...you like that I’m all soft, right?” he asked, basically admitting that he had stayed much the same over the years in the hope of getting back together with Jakurai. He didn’t want to change, to be a person that the doctor wouldn’t love anymore.

Jakurai knew the other adored the teasing nickname, he heard his words and found it so sweet that he seemingly hadn't changed simply for him, so if they were to get together again he would still be as he liked him. He smiled and moved his hands down the boy's back nodding as he nuzzled against him slightly, kissing his head, "indeed I do, indeed I do.." He spoke softly as hid hands slipped beneath the boxers Ramuda was wearing, each hand gripped his ass, one on each cheek. "Do you like that I'm more muscular than I was before?" He asked curiously in his soft gentle deep voice.

Ramuda bit his lip, making a happy little purring noise at the feeling of Jakurai’s hands on his ass. He nodded, smiling sweetly. “Of course. You look suuuuper sexy~” he replied, continuing to feel up Jakurai’s chest. “And besides, the stronger you are, the better you can protect me!” he chirped. “You DO wanna protect your lil’ boy, don’t you?” he asked, eyes all glittery. He hardly needed his microphone to hypnotise people.

Jakurai smiled calmly listening to the other speak, he soon nodded calmly in response to his question, he was weak to Ramuda, his words, his actions and expressions, it was as if he just knew exactly how to get to him. "Yes of course I do, if anything were to happen to you I just don't know what I would do." He spoke softly, kissing the other on the forehead as he kept him close. "My little boy, my sweet adorable little boy.." He spoke in a soft voice as he rubbed at Ramuda's plush ass, the tips of his fingers moving in between the soft mounds to use the tips to tease at the boy's hole which he had neglected for years due to their differences.

Ramuda smiled brightly, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he did so. He puffed his little chest a bit, proud. Yeah, he was Jakurai’s little boy. No one else’s. No one else could touch him; he belonged to Jakurai and him alone. Another shudder ripped through his body as he felt the older man’s fingers slip between his cheeks to tease his hole. “Mm...miss your fingers...they’re longer than mine...hit all the right spots...” he murmured. He always thought about Jakurai whenever he touched himself. He had wished that it was him touching him instead. Now his wish was coming true.

Jakurai looked at Ramuda seeing his smile and how he seemed so proud over such statements, he was so adorable it made him chuckle softly and have the urge to just hug this boy, hold him down and shower him with all the love he could ever possibly give. He listened to what he said about his fingers, he found it a bit sexy hearing him say such things especially since it seemed he had touched himself over the years but yet couldn't get as much pleasure from the experience as Jakurai put him through. "Mm.. is that so? And what might you be thinking about when using your fingers..?" He hummed in his deep husky voice, one of his index fingers began gently prodding at the male's hole to tease him as he waited for his response.

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