Oh, well, god forbid he be displeased for a single second of the day!
[He'd normally cut himself off and dart in, but not this time. If it's breathlessness Bruno wants, it's what he'll get, and that means taking a more careful approach. Polnareff leans down, bumping their noses together, and murmurs:]
Close your eyes, sweet.
[Only when Bruno obeys does Polnareff continue: a hot exhale of breath, followed by the barest of kisses. It's just a slight brushing of their lips, and then he's pulling back. Before Bruno can protest, he kisses him again: just a touch more firmly, staying just a little longer. And so on, again and again, until finally he stops teasing them both and kisses him: hard, hungrily, his fingers skimming down his torso, teasing idle patterns.]
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[He'd normally cut himself off and dart in, but not this time. If it's breathlessness Bruno wants, it's what he'll get, and that means taking a more careful approach. Polnareff leans down, bumping their noses together, and murmurs:]
Close your eyes, sweet.
[Only when Bruno obeys does Polnareff continue: a hot exhale of breath, followed by the barest of kisses. It's just a slight brushing of their lips, and then he's pulling back. Before Bruno can protest, he kisses him again: just a touch more firmly, staying just a little longer. And so on, again and again, until finally he stops teasing them both and kisses him: hard, hungrily, his fingers skimming down his torso, teasing idle patterns.]