Aven stared at Jarka before giving the younger boy a light smile. "Of course," he said nuzzling his head into the boy's hair lightly. "If you want." His hands snaked over Jarka's body lightly and put his mouth on the younger boy's neck, kissing it lightly.

Oscar leaned into the kiss, his tongue slipping out from in between his lips to play with the other boy's lips lightly. He pushed Reccur lightly towards the bed, his hands slipping under the younger boy's shirt. His hands felt liked they sparked lightly as they traveled over the smooth skin below the fabric.