[Of course things were easier, they were just boys then, not men grown. They were only boys and their biggest worry was Ser Courtnay finding them necking in an alcove somewhere.
He groans low in his throat when Renly gets a hand into his breeches, responding immediately to the familiar touch, his eyes closing for a moment. He might get winded easily and sometimes need a stick to lean on when he has to walk, but that part of him works just fine.] L-Loras, wait- I want to feel your skin against mine-
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He groans low in his throat when Renly gets a hand into his breeches, responding immediately to the familiar touch, his eyes closing for a moment. He might get winded easily and sometimes need a stick to lean on when he has to walk, but that part of him works just fine.] L-Loras, wait- I want to feel your skin against mine-