Carlos smiled at him –a little nervous, yeah, but he was
actually starting to relax a little. With Hancock in front of him the anxiety
high with the thought of ‘I messed this up, I messed this up!’ was starting to
go away so he felt like he could calm down some more. He pulled his arms around
Hancock’s shoulders and chest and pulled him back, holding him close. Just like
in bed… just without clothes.
“Not too much,” he told Hancock. “I promise.” He rested his
chin on Hancock’s shoulder and let out a sigh, trying to lessen the tension in
his body.
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