Connor kisses each of Oliver’s closed eyelids. Oliver shudders beneath him on the bed.
“Are you nervous?” Connor asks as he places a soft kiss to Oliver’s cheek. They’re still in their underwear, barely started. Connor wants to kiss every square inch of Oliver’s body, but he won’t do a thing unless Oliver’s sure.
“Y-yes.” Oliver’s voice trembles. “But not… like, in a bad way.”
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