Mikkel was definitely enjoying the mutual touch. His hands were drifting down to the bassist's side and hips.
"I'm an angel compared to you." Mikkel giggled, squirming from the kiss to his ear. The sponge hand him gasping. He'd never had someone else wash him, not like this where it was tense with sex and attraction.
"You're the one that always smells bad after coming in."
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Date: 2022-04-25 08:03 pm (UTC)"I'm an angel compared to you." Mikkel giggled, squirming from the kiss to his ear. The sponge hand him gasping. He'd never had someone else wash him, not like this where it was tense with sex and attraction.
"You're the one that always smells bad after coming in."