[Cain in the back of his mind knows that he really does want to ask later, to really understand, but for now that was enough. He's smiling, happy that Fukuda is finally accepting his attention, and desperately trying to free the both of them from their shirts.
At least, once it was open enough for him to be able to reach, Cain ran his fingers along the man's skin, uncaring of any blemishes he might come across. Leaning down, he took one of Fukuda's nipples in his mouth, gently teasing it with his tongue. From the way he's pressed up, Fukuda would be able to tell he was hard, but right now he seemed content on just giving the other man all his attention.]
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At least, once it was open enough for him to be able to reach, Cain ran his fingers along the man's skin, uncaring of any blemishes he might come across. Leaning down, he took one of Fukuda's nipples in his mouth, gently teasing it with his tongue. From the way he's pressed up, Fukuda would be able to tell he was hard, but right now he seemed content on just giving the other man all his attention.]