"It seems I have opened up your Pandora's box Ben."

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Ben slowly gravitates towards Tully's lips, waiting, anticipating contact. His arms cage Tully's head as he leans in. "I've been waiting for this moment." He talks just shy of a whisper.

"Not as long as I have." Tully whispers back." Then their lips meet once again. Tully lets his hands creep inside the fabric of Ben's top. That amazing skin in which he had already had the pleasure of tantalising was still just as good under his fingertips. 

Ben lets his body relax into Tully's as the therapist's legs slowly part, their clothed bodies now in inches of pressing together. Ben enjoys the feel of Tully's tongue dancing with his. He could feel his mind getting lost in the moment and was beginning to crave more. He pulls back, slightly breathless, looking down at an equally breathless Tully. "I want to...I've always wanted to…I mean...I…" 

Tully smiles at Ben's stumbling words. He removes one hand from Ben's back and takes it to Ben's face, brushing the fallen hair hanging over it. "Just say it Ben." He says calmly with a warm smile which just makes Ben's heart fill with passion. 

"I want to make love with you Tully...So much." Ben says, the confession so great to reveal, that he feels overwhelmed by just admitting his deepest desires. 

"Me too." Tully says with a giggle. Ben joins in with the laughs, like a nervous relief. He had never felt so nervous before sex, maybe because before when he was with partners, he had jumped into the physical side too fast. He hadn't taken the time to get to know who he was with, or what he really wanted, he knew their bodies well but it ended there.  But here it was different. Here not only would their bodies be as one, but also their souls.

Ben lifts himself up from Tully. He takes a hand and helps him to sit up. "Tully I want to undress you. I want to touch you, I want to feel you close. I want to see where the tattoo on your foot leads to…" 

"It seems I have opened up your Pandora's box Ben." Tully says with a smile as he now takes the lead, getting up and helping, Ben to his feet. "I want those things too." He replies. Ben and Tully now stand together, facing one another in the peaceful room. 

Ben looks at the loose shirt Tully is wearing. He takes his hands to the garment's hem and grips it tight, with him now slowly lifting it over Tully's Head, with Tully assisting the cause. The garment is discarded on the floor to reveal a golden delight of skin. 

He is a little reluctant at first as he only dares to look. He sees Tully's perfect slender form, his nipples a shade darker brown than his skin tone, already looking enticing. "Your skin is such a unique colour, it's beautiful, you're beautiful." Ben hums as he now dares to reach forward to touch. 

His fingers feel a tremble in them as they make contact, with Tully looking down on himself as Ben's finger's draw invisible lines all over his skin. "My mother is from Bangladesh. My father, English, but he has Japanese ancestry." I guess I am a little different." He concludes. 

"Different is good." Ben says with a smile. Very good. I've never met anyone like you before Tully."  Ben admits as he leans in once more for another kiss. 

This time, Tully is the first to pull away. "I want to see you too." He utters as he begins to lift Ben's t-shirt over his head. The top is discarded in the same way as now they stood both topless. "You have skin like snow, especially next to your black hair." Tully comments as he leans forwards, planting feather light kisses on Ben's collarbone. 

Ben places his hands on Tully's hips to steady himself, the sensation making him feel weak in the knees. "Average white parents." Ben replies a little breathy. "Not as exciting as you." 

"There's nothing average about you Ben. Don't be ashamed of who you are." Tully places a hand on Ben's cheek and smiles at him. "All colours make a beautiful rainbow." He adds before continuing his kissing appreciation on Ben's chest.

"Shit Tully...you have a way with words ...and your mouth...and your hands...shit…mmm..." Ben moans as he feels Tully's hand slowly undo the zipper of Ben's trousers, only to slide his hand in and feel Ben's growing erection. 

Tully lifts his head from Ben's chest and leans towards his ear. "Sometimes you need more than words Ben." Tully says in a low voice as he wraps his fingers around Ben's sex and slowly begins to stroke. "Sometimes actions speak louder." He utters as Ben watches him slowly sink down onto his knees...