I must be careful in return, for hurting Genta, emotionally or physically, would be intolerable. His hands are bandaged, and there are limits to what he can do without discomfort.
His hand brushes against my growing erection, and I shudder against him.
"Let me be your hands for a time," I murmur, working at his shirt. I will disrobe us both, then... take care of him.
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Reverent.
I must be careful in return, for hurting Genta, emotionally or physically, would be intolerable. His hands are bandaged, and there are limits to what he can do without discomfort.
His hand brushes against my growing erection, and I shudder against him.
"Let me be your hands for a time," I murmur, working at his shirt. I will disrobe us both, then... take care of him.