Eh? [ he glances down at the glove in question, quietly amused at how well wolfwood can read him. his hand twitches reflexively, squeezing just a little tighter for a moment.
he can leave it on; the glove can be cleaned. ] Figures you'd like that.
[ he sounds hopelessly fond, even amid this, and smiles into the next kiss, deeper this time. his hand speeds up, the desire to see wolfwood come winning out over his urge to tease, twisting his hand every time he strokes over the head. ]
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he can leave it on; the glove can be cleaned. ] Figures you'd like that.
[ he sounds hopelessly fond, even amid this, and smiles into the next kiss, deeper this time. his hand speeds up, the desire to see wolfwood come winning out over his urge to tease, twisting his hand every time he strokes over the head. ]