Luke watched Eddy stare at him, taking in the sheer abundance of his freckles, his slim form, the slight jut of his hips...  He looked pleased, which in turn made Luke feel more confident.  Good to know the man liked the way he looked... it wasn't really something he could change.<br/><br/>Eddy approached with a smile that sent wonderful chills through Luke, the other's hands finding their way to his waist and drawing him in, until they were nearly one.  The man's stare was steady and intense, and Luke loved it more than he could say.  Eddy leaned down, lips making contact with Luke's neck; once there, the boy was completely his, a soft breath of sound all that came from his mouth, and his eyes shut as he let the pleasure build.<br/><br/>The hope wasn't misplaced.  Luke was ticklish, and he did squirm; he tried not too at first, body going rigid before succumbing to the sensations, and once he began, he couldn't stop.  The boy let out a small laugh that stretched into a larger, louder burst of the same bright, rippling noise, and he writhed in Eddy's grasp.  Eddy's kisses felt like lightning, his beard brushing over his skin and setting it ablaze.<br/><br/>"You-- you're kind of, kind of a tease,"  Luke managed in between little fits of giggles as he opened his eyes again, still arching in and out of the attention as he squirmed in delight.  He couldn't help being so ticklish, so sensitive...  The laughter turned back into a quiet sigh as Eddy kissed the velvet hollow of his throat, lips pressing in like he wanted to leave his touch imprinted there.  Luke wouldn't mind... Not at all.