[Right, the scar…Wolfwood hadn’t made a big deal of it, for the same reason as Ezell. The scar is part of Ain now, and it hasn’t changed how they feel about him even a little. To that end, he’ll carefully tug his pants off for him the rest of the way, tossing them aside. Wolfwood is careful not to bonk his head into Ezell’s now that they’re sharing the same space, though he will take his turn to make his way upwards a little, gently feeling his side, his ribs…the space just underneath his pecs where he’ll press a few firm kisses.]
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