[His arms snapped out to curl around Steve's shoulders and waist, holding the other boy up when it seemed that something was wrong. His head tilted further at the curious sensation of Steve rubbing on his thighs, and he shifted on in to rub back.]
Does it? You're all flushed. How am I naughty?
[That wasn't a word he had a definition for, but his interest for this very curious motion of hips drew his attention. His skin began to flush, and if he had scales, they would be itching again.]
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Does it? You're all flushed. How am I naughty?
[That wasn't a word he had a definition for, but his interest for this very curious motion of hips drew his attention. His skin began to flush, and if he had scales, they would be itching again.]