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"What, a toast?" Colden question, picking up his glass for the first time.

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"No. Sessions." He gulped, looking nervous. "I almost never blush. You bring out the little boy in me."

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Colden took a long sip, then crawled over to Asher, "Do I make you feel all fluttery?" he asked, smiling,

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He gulped.
"Um, yes. A lot."

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His lips curved into a smile and he leaned forward, lips brushing over his, "Do I make your heart beat faster?"

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Asher's jaw clenched. His eyes narrowed, focusing on Colden's eyes. He swallowed again, giving a soft, hesitant smile. "Yes, you do."

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Colden's tongue flicked out against his bottom lip, tracing it, tasting him, "Good."

He nibbled on his lip, still not fully touching Asher, the only contact being their lips.

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He whimpered, hands trapped under his own body, eyes slowly closing, body tight. God, he wanted him. Inside of him. He needed him.

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Colden could see how badly Asher wanted him and he fully intended to give it to him, but not right away. He pressed his lips against him in a more incessant kiss, tongue prodding between his lips.

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Asher's lips parted, allowing Colden access, not darting in, merely allowing Colden entrance.

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Colden settled closer, one hand removing the pillow from Asher's lap and tossing it aside. It was in his way. His tongue explored the boy's mouth, caressing Asher's tongue, coaxing it into play.

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Asher went willingly enough, though he felt exposed with the pillow pulled away. His hands fisted, body needing to be touched, coaxed, but he didn't arch closer. He let out a quiet whimper.

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Colden's hand found its way into Asher's lap, fingers wrapping around his erection, squeezing it gently. He pushed a little more need into the kiss.

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Asher's hips jerked, thrusting into Colden's hands, body shuddering as he did so.

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He smiled, sucking on Asher's bottom lip, and continued to tease him. He applied enough pressure for it to feel good, but it sure as hell wasn't enough.

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"Tease." His voice was strangled, his breathing coming out in short gasps, head now thrown back, hips being forced to be still. God, this was like the most exciting torture.

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A smirk curled his lips, but Colden didn't comment. Duh, he was teasing him on purpose. Since Asher's lips moved away, he ravished his neck instead, marking over previously made marks.

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Asher moaned, the contact making his hands fly to Colden's hair, twist in it. "God, Colden, please, please, please."

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"I want to try something, Asher," Colden murmured against his neck, "Will you climb into bed, onto your knees?"

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Why not? It was a desire-driven thought and he stood, staggering to the bed, rolling onto his stomach, forcing himself up. Oh, god. Now he was all sorts of exposed. And still, he didn't care.