Dealing in our own ways [NWS - Closed to Stoshi]

[southphillyboy]

from hereThere was part of him that wondered how he ended up here, and if it was even right. After all, with what had just happened

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[bodyofthesaint]

He murmured soothingly against the man's throat and worked his way back to softly parted lips to kiss him again.

[southphillyboy]

Whatever it was that Stoshi was wearing, the fabric was softer than Babe was used to. Lighter, somehow, not like the canvas and cotton he'd become accustomed to. Fingers curled beneath his tunic, brushing the skin at his side, before resting there, lightly. He didn't want to push too much, wasn't sure exactly what was really happening here, except that he wanted the other man.

[bodyofthesaint]

He felt the hesitation and shifted so that Babe was beside him sitting up to look down at the younger man he pulle dhis tunic over his head.

"You are allowed to touch," he said gently, finding Babe's hand and placing it on his skin.

[southphillyboy]

"Yeah?" He breathed the word, still half a question even as pressed fingers to flesh. There wasn't a rush here, or any worry or pressure. That alone was a relief, in its way. Babe leaned closer, pressing both his hands to his stomach, skidding them up his chest. He traced out Stoshi's collarbone, leaning in to kiss the other man again even as his hands moved downward.