Stewart made an awkward sort of sputter when he heard what Dean told him, while he was making the now needed skin contact. It was more like a stifled moan, because all he wanted to do was anything he could with Dean, but his logical side told him that they were still in the library. “You’re not so bad yourself, Mr. Urquhart,” Stewart said while he took off his undershirt, because if he was going to get caught, it might as well be with his pants down. He laughed at how literal the phrase could be taken at a time like this.
“So, what exactly do you want to do to me,” Stewart said in a small voice near Dean’s ear, as he ran his hands over Dean’s back. The other boy’s hands were still dangerously close to Stewart. “Tell me, in detail,” Stewart said as he gently bid Dean’s ear, and then kissed the spot again to apologize. With that he pushed forward towards Dean’ rolling his hips and biting his lip to keep a moan in.
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