Ah! [Cid pulls on Barnabas' hair in turn, gazing absently into the water at that monster of an eel in the rippling water he calls a cock. ]
Shame. [He doesn't mean that, but it's simple enough to move the conversation along. His own cock sort of disappointingly doesn't harden up that much. Well. He was older, wasn't he. Perhaps it just needed more encouragement.]
You're pretty sensitive there, aren't you?
[He rubs that nipple with his thumb, watching his face, even as he kisses and licks his chest. Nevermind his own goose flesh raising.]
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Shame. [He doesn't mean that, but it's simple enough to move the conversation along. His own cock sort of disappointingly doesn't harden up that much. Well. He was older, wasn't he. Perhaps it just needed more encouragement.]
You're pretty sensitive there, aren't you?
[He rubs that nipple with his thumb, watching his face, even as he kisses and licks his chest. Nevermind his own goose flesh raising.]