TOUCH ME.

Chapter. 32.

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Once Dylon had settled beside him on the bed, Levon's hands began to roam over his body, holding his shoulder, bringing them closer, running down his back. While under the pristine white sheets he had made sure to cover them both up with, as their kiss grew more intense, a hand stroked his thigh; it felt good, and with an encouraging murmur, Dylon let the sensations take over. Levon's touch became so delicate now, ghosting along his legs still encased in restricting denim. It made him cry out for more, breaking their kiss only to gasp for air before sealing their mouths again.

Ever since he had woken up to find Danny by his side, even if he hadn't recognized him at first he had often felt this pull towards him whenever he was around which was all the time. The need to touch and be touched by the angel boy beside his bed grew with each passing day. He yearned for him and the closeness and warmth his body provides. After what Danny did the day before, it only aggrava