[ Barry's enthusiasm for everything he's interested in really is charming. Bruce finds himself put at ease by it, watching him gleefully wriggle over his bed. (Sorry it isn't squishier. Back injuries, rip.)
Charming and, in this case, also a turn-on.
Bruce sits at the edge of the bed and shrugs his robe off, unconcerned with the windows. No one's back here. It's isolated, he owns the land several square miles in either direction, and has constant monitoring of the grounds and airspace. A funny psychological trick; still alone, confined, despite the vast openness. He runs a hand up Barry's side to his chest, petting over him before leaning in and giving him a kiss.
Nothing to do now but prowl closer, pull sheets back, get tangled up. Mouth on his. ]
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Charming and, in this case, also a turn-on.
Bruce sits at the edge of the bed and shrugs his robe off, unconcerned with the windows. No one's back here. It's isolated, he owns the land several square miles in either direction, and has constant monitoring of the grounds and airspace. A funny psychological trick; still alone, confined, despite the vast openness. He runs a hand up Barry's side to his chest, petting over him before leaning in and giving him a kiss.
Nothing to do now but prowl closer, pull sheets back, get tangled up. Mouth on his. ]