"I would love to," Jedao promises. "While I blow you, maybe?" he adds hopefully, lifting Eiffel's cock in a way that manages to be both pragmatic and tender so that Jedao can also clean Eiffel's sack, before moving on to his belly and chest, wadding up the pants as he goes so that he's using a clean spot each time.
"I'll be easy," Jedao promises, sounding very earnest, even though there's still something impish to his grin. When Eiffel is about as clean as he's going to get, Jedao hitches his pants and underwear back up, gently tucking him in before zipping his jeans with an obvious, almost luxurious satisfaction.
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