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“Not that easy, boy.” He held the boy’s hand tugging at his t-shirt, pulling away from him, smiling. “I like to take time.” He moved his hand, brushing against his leg, coming all the way up until his shorts, stoping right before reaching his crotch. “Until everyone is happy.”
“Heeey,” he said in a playful bit of disappointment when the hands met his own and he met him with a smile, because Rafa couldn’t help but smile when Arlo gave him on. “I guess we can take our time,” he didn’t though, and was kissing him again, pulling the older man closer to his body and shifting against him. “I do like the thought of everyone being happy, what’ll make you happy, stud?”














