"N-no," Barnaby murmurs, distracted by Kotetsu's body pressing his into the bed, the lingering sensation where the pattern of kisses on his face cools in the air. "I've never had sex before. With anyone."
The answer is straightforward, honest; Barnaby doesn't feel any shame about this fact, no more than he does over any of the others. No regret and no pressure. He wants Kotetsu now, as much of him as possible, because he knows it's what he wants. Something that he's wanted for some time. But Barnaby had been operating under false premises. Barnaby had thought that Kotetsu was unlikely to reciprocate.
This very clearly isn't the case. The cock Barnaby still has in his hand is hard and thick now, proof that Kotetsu can feel the same. Does feel the same.
"I ... with my fingers. A few times. Nothing else. Should I have been?" he asks, managing to make his voice fully filled with confounded surprise, even with swollen lips and rushed breath.
no subject
The answer is straightforward, honest; Barnaby doesn't feel any shame about this fact, no more than he does over any of the others. No regret and no pressure. He wants Kotetsu now, as much of him as possible, because he knows it's what he wants. Something that he's wanted for some time. But Barnaby had been operating under false premises. Barnaby had thought that Kotetsu was unlikely to reciprocate.
This very clearly isn't the case. The cock Barnaby still has in his hand is hard and thick now, proof that Kotetsu can feel the same. Does feel the same.
"I ... with my fingers. A few times. Nothing else. Should I have been?" he asks, managing to make his voice fully filled with confounded surprise, even with swollen lips and rushed breath.
"I didn't know."