[Oh. Oh, now that does sound good. He can think of a few things of what it could be, but with the way Roman's talking and that finger rubbing up and down his chest.
He's already panting, voice coming out in that exact husky monotone.]
Yeah? How'd that go. [He leans forward, trying to get more touch, more pressure from Roman's finger.]
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He's already panting, voice coming out in that exact husky monotone.]
Yeah? How'd that go. [He leans forward, trying to get more touch, more pressure from Roman's finger.]