[It's worth it in the end to Joseph. That's not to say that it's ideal that Caesar has to move away from him, to stop touching and kissing him, just to get his shirt off. But it's worth it because Caesar is beautiful and he needs a moment just to look. To look and to feel warm skin underneath his hands as they both drift up from Caesar's stomach and over his chest. He can feel every shift of muscle, and it's almost enough to throw off every attempt to catch his breath. And that's about all he can take before he has to kiss Caesar again, pushing him back down onto the bed and following him to effectively pin him this time with a soft, pleading noise. His kisses break away from Caesar's lips back down along his jaw and to his neck as a hand travels down once more. Joseph's nails trace over the earlier lines he made on Caesar's stomach before finally reaching his belt again.]
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