The little push thrills him, makes him lean back and expose his throat, his stomach, the most vulnerable parts of himself. He's eager, excited, feels himself get even more damp where Joshua's fingers press.
"Please," he whispers, "keep touching me." He pauses to think on the words. Then, adds, "I want you to keep touching me."
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"Please," he whispers, "keep touching me." He pauses to think on the words. Then, adds, "I want you to keep touching me."