Randy's smile faded as he realized what Kurt must have been thinking. "It doesn't have to be," he answered softly. He put an arm around him and gave him a gentle kiss.
Randy took the invitation readily, tongue exploring Kurt's mouth as his hands started to roam his body. The feeling of wet, hairy human skin was strange to him, but something he found he enjoyed nonetheless...
Kurt let Randy touch him, jerking a little as Randy's hand moved along a deep, furrowed scar on his abdomen, the skin was thin there, without hair and it tingled upon contact with Randy's fingers.
"Mn...it was done with a field knife, he slashed me pretty deep and almost killed me, when I put my hand down to stem some of the bleeding I could feel one of my organs through the torn muscle," said Kurt.