[Gamzee feels Beat's dick throb between his legs, and the movement sends a dull bolt of pleasure through his body. However, he was too high by this point to even consider focusing enough to have fuck around with him.]
[Instead, he slapped the hose off of Beat's chest, yawning widely and stretching out across the boy beneath him. Skin against skin was always the nicest feeling, and since Gamzee hardly ever wore much clothing while he was home, that was the kind of contact they had now. Their stomachs rose and fell together with their breathing, and Gamzee curled his limbs in against Beat to soak up all the warmth that he could from him. Being scrawny left him perpetually cold, especially since he refused to clothe himself and also since the temperature outside had been dropping.]
Stupid fucker... get yourself... fuckin' eated...
[His thoughts were swimming, and the drugs were making it hard to string a sentence together. It was all he could do to rest his head on Beat's chest and rub his palms over the skin there.]
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[Instead, he slapped the hose off of Beat's chest, yawning widely and stretching out across the boy beneath him. Skin against skin was always the nicest feeling, and since Gamzee hardly ever wore much clothing while he was home, that was the kind of contact they had now. Their stomachs rose and fell together with their breathing, and Gamzee curled his limbs in against Beat to soak up all the warmth that he could from him. Being scrawny left him perpetually cold, especially since he refused to clothe himself and also since the temperature outside had been dropping.]
Stupid fucker... get yourself... fuckin' eated...
[His thoughts were swimming, and the drugs were making it hard to string a sentence together. It was all he could do to rest his head on Beat's chest and rub his palms over the skin there.]
Don't do that...