[KrocodileKrew]

Conner exhaled shakily when he first felt Samuel's hands on his belly. The angel's touch felt electric, yet tender and loving. The warm oil on his sensitive skin was wonderful, and the hands that rubbed it were soft and kindly. With every circle rubbed on his belly, every touch, every stroke, he felt himself become more and more attached to Samuel and, as it kicked against the walls of the womb in response to its "mother"'s growing excitement, the baby. His body felt so soft and tender, it was like he could melt into the sofa. He could have kissed his benefactor, but settled for relaxing into the couch, closing his eyes and sighing pleasurably. "That... feels so good," he whispered.