Bobby

[willysilver]

[From here]The cold made him eager to warm Bobby up but that was something he knew he'd have to work at. He parted his lips, dragging the young man's along for the ride and began to slide his own warm tongue into the chill. His hands moved along Bobby's thighs, crreping higher, then drawing back down to his knees. He was teasing, enjoying the slow

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[cold_blueeyes]

Bobby had no complaints, his own hands fading from warm to cold and back again as they moved to slide beneath Willy's shirt, just enjoying touching and being touched, enjoying being with the one person in the world he could be himself with without hiding.

[willysilver]

Willy shivered and automatically pressed closer, his body craving the warmth of another body even though it was Bobby who was the source of the chill.

"I get lost in your kiss," he whispered softly, one hand moving up to stroke Bobby's cheek and touch the short, soft hair at his temple.

[cold_blueeyes]

"Really?" Bobby asked with a smile. "That's about how I feel, too."

[willysilver]

He sighed softly and his warm breath feathered across Bobby's cold lips.

"Tell me how else you feel," he prompted softly.