Aven smiled lightly and kissed his neck more before running his tongue along the base of his neck, where the shirt didn't restrict access. His hands lingered, one running up the front of the young boy's chest, and the other hand played with the hair in front of his, strands falling loosely in his fingers.

Oscar leaned over Reccur and a soft smile covered his face as he left a trail of kisses from the boy's mouth, down his cheek and then down his neck. His hands moved Reccur's shirt up, exposing the bare stomach and chest below. Oscar's smile grew and he moved down, leaving kisses along the boy's chest and down, slowly, to the middle of the boy's stomach.