[ it's a lot. even now, despite the leaps and bounds dolph made with physical intimacy, it always seems to crash into him like a tidal wave. perhaps that was the allure for him, why he chased it so ardently. there's something about having someone's complete attention and action laser-focused on himself.
he has no interest in being passive, slipping one palm to rove over jean's chest while another tangles his fingers in jean's hair, lightly scraping over his scalp. ]
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he has no interest in being passive, slipping one palm to rove over jean's chest while another tangles his fingers in jean's hair, lightly scraping over his scalp. ]