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"Deu," Ace huffed, thigh twitching in the barest flinch at the slight tickle of Deuce's breath against his skin. "Deu, you've already given plenty of attention to my freckles, come on..."
"Yeah, on your face and your shoulders and your hands," Deuce said, and Ace briefly worried he would continue listing out all the places where freckles clustered over his body, each spot known and well attended and memorized by Deuce's eyes, fingers, lips over their time together. “I didn’t know you had freckles here.”
It’s nothing amazing, there’s no reason for Deuce’s voice to be so soft and reverent, but it’s something he’s always done when it comes to laying attention over each little spot on Ace’s cheeks or shoulders, familiar and lovely and enough to make Ace’s heart skip a little at the same time.
Tongue-traced lines against his skin, connecting the dots from freckle to freckle, and he shivered again, whining as Deuce's wrist twisted slightly, changing the angle of the hand moving over his cock, drawing Ace's attention back to the fact that they'd been right in the middle of something before Deuce had gotten distracted by inner thigh freckles, of all things.