[Poggio]

He twisted with the flinching boy, moving fast enough that he could get his shirt up and over his arms before Skittles could stop him. "Stop being so difficult." He said moving his legs so that they twised around the bulk of boys torso like a monkey, and quickly he slathered his hands in more of the white cream rubbing it as best he could into the boys body. His head came to rest on the pale shoulder. "Stop moving and this will go much faster geeze."