[ Neither of then are young men anymore. Both could easily admit they were way too old for the fumbling kisses of their teen years. But here they sit and Reinhardt is remembering how it feels to really kiss someone, to really like someone. Even if this is the only time he gets this. Because he's sure it might be. Their lives make to so that such things aren't given or received often.
So he is going to enjoy it while he can. Enjoy it for what it was.
Reinhardt embraces this like he does everything else. With his whole heart, slowly and carefully exploring Jack, trying not to go too fast or push too much that he might push the man away with his eagerness.
He arches his chest a little into the touch when he comes. He's inviting Jack to touch him back. He pretends not to hear the groan but the sound is delicious, going right to his crotch. He has to take a long calming breath through his nose before he can press on, keeping their lips together and their tongue swirling. ]
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So he is going to enjoy it while he can. Enjoy it for what it was.
Reinhardt embraces this like he does everything else. With his whole heart, slowly and carefully exploring Jack, trying not to go too fast or push too much that he might push the man away with his eagerness.
He arches his chest a little into the touch when he comes. He's inviting Jack to touch him back. He pretends not to hear the groan but the sound is delicious, going right to his crotch. He has to take a long calming breath through his nose before he can press on, keeping their lips together and their tongue swirling. ]