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[This is a little more familiar to him, so for a couple of beats Axel relaxes and settles more comfortably against the bed. It's not like Wolfram hasn't seen him without a top before anyway, so what's there to be nervous about? His skin is still warm, it's still the same shade of light tan, but when those fingers ghost over and make way towards his chest small bumps form in their wake and he shivers unexpectedly.
He makes a small sound in the back of his throat which sort of sounds like a grunt as he feels something, a familiar something, pool in the pit of his stomach just like it had before when they were on their couch.
...Looks like things are working so far.
To show that, Axel locks his eyes onto Wolfram's own and then in some possessive manner digs his gloved fingers into his hair, tugging ever-so softly. It's just an experiment, but it feels nice to him, so he figures that he might as well try it on his partner.]
Having fun? [he asks to once again fill in the silence he's not used to hearing between them so often.]