[There was a low moan from his throat, head tilting to accommodate that extra room for Jim as he mumbled.] Do love ya talkin' like that. [Mostly referring to how he said it, that tone of his voice that just got that warm fire in Remy burning.
Now with that clothing out of the way, it gave the chance for Remy to explore Jim's chest and back. A light racking of his nails down Jim's back as Remy's other hand smoothed up the side of his ribs, brushing a thumb over his nipple.]
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Now with that clothing out of the way, it gave the chance for Remy to explore Jim's chest and back. A light racking of his nails down Jim's back as Remy's other hand smoothed up the side of his ribs, brushing a thumb over his nipple.]