[A heavy, thick hand settles right over that erection, confirming it, kneading it, all but gloating in it while their chests rub together, breaths mingling along with lips and tongues. The opposite hand runs through Ash's hair, cupping his face and then running to the back of his neck, a flurry of motion not sure how far to go when both of them know that this isn't the place for penetration; and yet, neither wants to stop to move, either.]
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