The Name's Datta

"Yes, that's what I mean!" He said happily. "I wasn't sure how to say it."

He pulled off Charlie's pants, his hands shaking ever so slightly.

"I...is there anything you want me to start with? I'm not overly sure of how to proceed..."

Charlie just looked up at him, smiling.

"It doesn't matter, Benoit, really. I'm just happy to be close to you."

Awkwardly stripping off his shirt, Benoit climbed on top of Charlie, trying to mask his apprehension.

"...What now, again?"

Charlie embraced him, holding him close.

"I don't care...I just want to be near you."

Struck by a sudden urge, Benoit kissed him on the lips, running his hands over his chest and gently brushing against his nipples.

Charlie gasped before he could stop himself, his grip on Benoit tightening slightly.

Benoit blinked, surprised.

"...Did I do something wrong, Charlie?"

He shook his head, blushing.

"Oh, no...You should follow those urges more~"

Curious, Benoit pressed his fingers against Charlie's nipples, stroking them slightly.

"Is that enjoyable?"

He pressed against Benoit to the best of his abilities.

"Yes...Very much~"

His face reddened further as he watched Charlie's expression.

Deciding to mimic something a woman had once done to him, he held Charlie's hands and kissed his neck passionately, licking intermittently between each kiss.

He let out quiet moans, holding Benoit even tighter.

Emboldened, he ran his mouth over Charlie's collar bones and down to his nipples, which he licked and sucked on eagerly.

He let a rather loud gasp, trying not to dig his fingers into Benoit's back.

Benoit pulled off Charlie underwear, kissing him on the lips again.

"...I am going to go further now. Unless you would prefer more of this insignificant teasing..."

He was blushing profusely.

"Whatever you want...~" He said quietly.

"I want to pleasure you," he said honestly, flicking his tongue across Charlie's lips. "Tell me what you want, and I'll obey."

Charlie made a small noise.

"I...I just want to be close to you. It doesn't matter what we do."

"Yes, but what makes you feel the best?" he asked, chuckling. "I will stay close and hold you no matter what, but where do you want my touch--where will it feel maddeningly pleasurable to you?"

He shrugged.

"I don't honestly remember."

He smiled understandingly, kissing Charlie's fingers.

"Then, shall I try everywhere?..."

He shivered slightly.

"That would be...wonderful."

He kissed Charlie again, hesitantly licking his lips.

Charlie immediately pulled him into a tongue kiss in response.