[When had Malik become more than just something interesting to play with? He didn't know. He didn't really care either. For whatever reason, that remnant of fear or the comfort of pleasure, the feel of that too-gentle touch made him tremble, stirring something within him that nobody else had managed previously. His lips curl into a smile against Malik's.
The heat within his own body was irritating, the heat of Malik's own relished. Thoughtlessly, he releases Malik's hand for a moment to shrug off the open shirt he wore over his t-shirt, feeling a little better for it as his hand returns to claim ownership over Malik's.
He lets Malik set the pace this time, feeling that need and teasingly letting it grow as he returns the kiss at an equally slow pace.]
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The heat within his own body was irritating, the heat of Malik's own relished. Thoughtlessly, he releases Malik's hand for a moment to shrug off the open shirt he wore over his t-shirt, feeling a little better for it as his hand returns to claim ownership over Malik's.
He lets Malik set the pace this time, feeling that need and teasingly letting it grow as he returns the kiss at an equally slow pace.]