[The giggling was infectious. Ren felt himself smiling into the kisses, wanting more of the genuine affection and the sensuous way Midare was rolling his hips against him.]
Making love? We're making love.
[He liked the way that sounded. It felt like more than just their bodies coming together, which is what he knew of sex. He groans, deep and low when his lip is bit.]
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Making love? We're making love.
[He liked the way that sounded. It felt like more than just their bodies coming together, which is what he knew of sex. He groans, deep and low when his lip is bit.]
D-don't stop. Please.