_{[ Jim would never say he quite melted, but it was damn near close when Remy touched him like that. He sighed, leaning into the pressure of Remy's hands, eyes fluttering and giving a little hitch when Remy played with his nipple. It budded beneath Remy's fingers, turning a shade pinker while his own hands smoothed over Remy's shoulders and chest, tracing his clavicle and the little imperfections. ]}

Like what you see, hmm?