[His world, which was so wide open and full of freedom, narrowed to this single space, this boy on his knees, the smell of blood and death and the sea heavy in his nose, the cold cement under his feet. This... this was his world, and this boy was doing things to him that he had never imagined.
His fingers lifted and found purchase in Steve's hair, clinging to the other boy's head as musical trills were drawn from his throat when he could found no coherent words. His blue eyes were impossibly wide, and his hips rolled forward gently, slightly confused but eager to help, and his mouth hung open to let out those sounds.]
...more. [Ah, manners were important, Steve told him.] ...please more...
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His fingers lifted and found purchase in Steve's hair, clinging to the other boy's head as musical trills were drawn from his throat when he could found no coherent words. His blue eyes were impossibly wide, and his hips rolled forward gently, slightly confused but eager to help, and his mouth hung open to let out those sounds.]
...more. [Ah, manners were important, Steve told him.] ...please more...