Julien moaned likewise, pushing himself up against Alfie as the friction was good for him too. "You don't have to touch yourself anymore..." he said, more panted lightly, apprehension and hesitation and lust and desire all mixed up in his tone as his hand moved from Alfie's hip, slowly towards that which was currently rubbing against his leg, slow enough that Alfie could stop him if he wanted to.
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