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... It's okay. [ The boy whispers while nervously kissing his neck. He won't stop and he will also try his best not to make the other uncomfortable.
A strangled, muted groan forms in the back of his throat when nails dig on the skin his back— it hurts, however, although painful that feeling is also strangely arousing, which only makes him wanna go further. Hence why he barely hesitates when he inserts the tip of his finger inside, slowly and carefully probing the entrance. He is trying to be as calm and non-invasive as he can, yet he trusts Axel will stop him or will complain if he does something wrong. ]