Carnal Desire
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From experience, Brett knew how rewarding patience was. How much sweeter the feeling of sinking into a warm, pliant body was, how daring the begging went and how much more he could get from them, if they were giving themselves up all too willingly for the taking.
Also, it tasted much, much better. Brett could not wait for Eddy to be ripe.
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The soft, innocent kisses were not something Brett was overly familiar with, seeing he tended to just skip this, but they were fine. The last soft, far too innocent kiss ended, and Brett waited for more. Eddy pulled back after a few seconds. Once done, he bumped their foreheads together in silence. Eddy thought he was fond of gentler things, and women, for that manner; sure, he never been with one, and he liked boys love manga, but that didn't make him gay right? He had so many questions, and so little answers. Being clueless frustrated him to no end.
Ps: I drew the cover, the day of publishing this... so procrastinating whoop
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