[littl3chocobo]

it looked too much like an offer to see the farmer bent half over the box without moving more than his mouth. following behind he pressed against the sweaty back and bent over to wrap his hands around the man's waist, "i'm not hungry brady." he felt the other tense up and nearly let go when the farmer spoke up, "you're not?" the grin came back and pressing his face to the shirt he kissed the man's spine