There's a pause as Bruno catches his breath. He reluctantly lets go of Kronid and starts to unfasten his trousers, his eyes slipping shut as his fingers move so close to such desperate flesh. Because of that, though, it occurs to him to do this slowly, maybe give the other something to watch. So he continues with the fastenings, letting a gentle, breathy sound escape him as he eases his trousers down, taking a pair of soft grey boxers with them, sliding fabric over his hips. He lets his hand move over his swelling cock as he slips the clothing the rest of the way down, lifting his hips slightly. When they're clear he tugs them the rest of the way off and drops them to the floor, as well.
Lying back again, he looks up at Kronid with slightly unfocussed eyes, his hands moving to the bottom button of his shirt, unfastening it slowly. He'd say something salacious, but he's lost all words, slowly unravelling into mindless need.
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Date: 2022-03-18 02:01 am (UTC)Lying back again, he looks up at Kronid with slightly unfocussed eyes, his hands moving to the bottom button of his shirt, unfastening it slowly. He'd say something salacious, but he's lost all words, slowly unravelling into mindless need.