[He watches the zipper coma apart with slight awe, realizing that he's possibly staring too much. The laugh rolls right off. He's not ashamed that he doesn't understand these terribly foreign things. Was there really such thing as too much when they were about to get so intimate?]
Oh, how sorely I've missed wearing my smallclothes day-to-day. They simply don't fit under the leathers elegantly.
[He bites his lip in spite of himself. He was absolutely much more into this than he thought he would be.
It had been a very long time. He presses his hand against the front of Egon's boxers, feeling him though the fabric. A very important thought occurs.]
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[He watches the zipper coma apart with slight awe, realizing that he's possibly staring too much. The laugh rolls right off. He's not ashamed that he doesn't understand these terribly foreign things. Was there really such thing as too much when they were about to get so intimate?]
Oh, how sorely I've missed wearing my smallclothes day-to-day. They simply don't fit under the leathers elegantly.
[He bites his lip in spite of himself. He was absolutely much more into this than he thought he would be.
It had been a very long time. He presses his hand against the front of Egon's boxers, feeling him though the fabric. A very important thought occurs.]
Say... How would you like to do this?