[ dextera finally sets the washcloth aside, so he can fully, comfortably lean into guren as guren leans back. their respective pressures, however slight, make for an even push between them to keep them both balanced. ]
Is it too much?
[ even as he asks this, however, he wraps his arms around guren's middle, his breath light across guren's skin. ]
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Is it too much?
[ even as he asks this, however, he wraps his arms around guren's middle, his breath light across guren's skin. ]
You're warm, too.