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[ His hands travel lower and lower until fingers are resting on top of Axel's legs while his thumbs softly rub little circles on the inner side of the limbs. Honestly, he has no idea of what he is doing, but he supposes it must feel good since he's being guided by nothing other than his own fantasies— this is how he would like to be touched.
With that in mind he keeps going like this for a while, leaving little trails of kisses wherever he can, guided by the hand on his hair, until he feels some urging seating in. ] That is what I wanted the license for. [ Ever so slowly, sneaky fingers slide from his inner thighs to cup the front of his pants. ] ... To do things like this without having to deal with the stupid warden's punishing. [ Glinting green eyes fix on Axel, waiting to see the reaction to his slow palming and rubbing. ]