Markus blushed deeply, squirming beneath Daniel. No one ever called him pretty. He was still obviously underweight, ribs able to be seen. And there were quite a lot of scars on him. But at least, no wounds, besides a few cuts on his thighs.
“Daniel..”, he whimpered softly, knowing the other was just looking at him. It made him really flustered.
Daniel chuckled softly and then leaned down to kiss him again, his hand rubbing down his sides and softly wrapping around Markus member then.
Markus kissed Daniel back, gasping when he felt the hand around him. He whimpered, holding onto Daniel’s shirt. He was still soft, pretty much.
“D-daniel…”, he whimpered softly, cheeks as red as a tomato. “I… I genuinely like a little pain…”, he told him, voice quiet and shy. He just wanted to tell Daniel, and make sure he knew he couldn’t accidentally hurt him really.
