[ His tongue brushes across the seam of Jewel's mouth, pressing his way inside as he drags his fingers through Jewel's hair, trying to focus on feeling good and not clamming up. His muscles do gradually melt a little as he hooks a leg around Jewel's waist, pulling him closer and arching to brush their hips together, aimlessly grinding himself into bone and muscle when the need for friction starts to feel urgent. ]
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