[Youth wasn't about to take 'living life' advice from someone who was aloof and modern and unconcerned about being on time or getting up early. But he'd definitely try things in the bedroom with Bell.]
That is the point. Everyone likes their time.
[The small sting felt strange but good. His eyes followed the item as Bell moved, turning his head to see him until the shell was in the way. It was strange to have the shell off; the weight hadn't been bothersome and it had added drag while running, making the workout more intensive.]
[His breathing sped up at the second swat, and he looked back at Bell over his shoulder with half-lidded eyes when the item rubbed against him. That felt good, and Youth was starting to figure out what sort of a prop it was. He felt surprisingly at ease. Chill, almost.]
Yes. [Youth turned, challenge in his dark eyes, as he rubbed his groin against Bell's. He should be stammering, but everything seemed fluid and fitting.] With this. I need a lot of help. You can keep using that.
['Quick'log]
That is the point. Everyone likes their time.
[The small sting felt strange but good. His eyes followed the item as Bell moved, turning his head to see him until the shell was in the way. It was strange to have the shell off; the weight hadn't been bothersome and it had added drag while running, making the workout more intensive.]
[His breathing sped up at the second swat, and he looked back at Bell over his shoulder with half-lidded eyes when the item rubbed against him. That felt good, and Youth was starting to figure out what sort of a prop it was. He felt surprisingly at ease. Chill, almost.]
Yes. [Youth turned, challenge in his dark eyes, as he rubbed his groin against Bell's. He should be stammering, but everything seemed fluid and fitting.] With this. I need a lot of help. You can keep using that.