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he knew how hard it was for isaac to admit that, to openly say that he loved him. elijah mirrored his smile and looked down shyly, biting his lip and nodding. “love you too,” he whispered back. when isaac’s large hands found his ass he let out a soft gasp, curling into him and wrapping his arms around his neck. “’m already dressed down,” he mumbled in a daze, eyes wide and glassy as isaac squeezed his ass roughly and licked over his lip. “i-isaac,” he whimpered, pouting a little as he stepped back. he swallowed heavily, cheeks red and little cock interested now, making a small tent against the loose fabric of isaac’s shirt hanging down and barely covering his body. it was obvious that the power dynamic between them had shifted yet again, with isaac holding the control comfortably in his hands while elijah was unable to do anything but watch and obey. he nodded enthuastically, liking the idea of wearing isaac’s clothes while he wore his, feeling oddly intimate about being connected like that. he watched isaac pull on the skirt and felt his mouth go dry at how it showed off his long, muscular legs, the way the black mesh shirt complemented his broad, tanned chest so nicely. elijah felt his cock stir with interest again as he gazed at him and he let out a little whimper before reaching down to fist at his erection, hand lifting the shirt a little to grip at his cock. it was already pathetically hard, precum drooling at the tip and beading against the piercing, and he moaned as he began to jerk off to the glorious sight in front of him. unable to move his hand from his aching cock when isaac was looking so incredible like that, elijah stepped forward again and stood on his tiptoe to kiss him deeply, his free hand knotting and tangling into isaac’s hair as he pushed his tongue into his mouth, needy moans spilling from his lips. his fist moved faster on his cock, pumping it up and down and he moved to lift isaac’s skirt up enough to align their cocks. their size difference never failed to astound him, and elijah let out a pathetic whimper as he had to use both hands to press their cocks together, pathetically rutting against him where they stood near the bed, too worked up to even think about moving to a more comfortable position. “s-so pretty hyungie, you lo-look so g-good like this, want — w-want you t-to fuck me, want you to m-make me yours….”
isaac could tell that elijah enjoyed seeing him in his clothes and in clothes like that in general . it was obvious from the way the other’s cock perked up at the sight of him and the slightly glazed look in his eyes . he wasn’t sure what exactly about the clothes turned his best friend on , but he liked that he could arouse him just by wearing them and seeing him almost become a mess just from that . isaac let out a moan as he watched elijah begin to jerk himself off . it was such an arousing sight that he felt his own cock get even harder than before , precum dripping against the fabric of the skirt . when elijah came to kiss him , isaac met his kiss halfway and kissed him with the same intensity , his moans spilling into the other’s mouth when he felt the fingers tangled in his hair . a groan left his lips when he realized that his best friend had lifted his skirt to align their cocks . he had never experienced something like that before and that made it even hotter . bringing a hand down elijah’s lower back to press him closer , isaac grinded against him so that their cocks slid over each other . to anyone else it might’ve looked strange , but for isaac it was the hottest thing ever at that moment . “ yeah ? want me to make you all mine ? ” he whispered lowly in his ear , his hips grinding against the other in small circles as he spoke . “ i’ll fuck you good while wearing your skirt , baby . i can tell you like how i look in it , ” he added and with that , he gentle pushed the other onto the bed and immediately crawled over him . he leaned down and kissed him hard and slid his hands under the shirt he was wearing , running his fingertips over the softness of his stomach . “ i want to fuck you wearing this .. my shirt . want to make you mine , ” he murmured against elijah’s lips . he then pulled away and began to travel down the other’s body until he got to the hem of his shirt . sliding the shirt up , he kissed over his abdomen before running his tongue over the other’s cock and looking up to see his reaction .











