[ always with the teasing... like a moth drawn to a flame, they shouldn't be surprised to notice what their comments are doing to him. ]
I dunno. Ya don't seem to have a problem with it.
[ he loops his other arm around their waist to pull them close, pressing his body against them with earnest. he's not exactly subtle with what he wants—though when is he ever?—as he dips his head down. he passes on catching their lips with his to instead bite at their collarbone and start sliding the strap of their nightgown down their shoulder.
that beatdown (because he can't really call it a fight when guy put up absolutely no resistance at all...) must've been really fucking good for him to be like this so soon afterward. goodness. ]
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I dunno. Ya don't seem to have a problem with it.
[ he loops his other arm around their waist to pull them close, pressing his body against them with earnest. he's not exactly subtle with what he wants—though when is he ever?—as he dips his head down. he passes on catching their lips with his to instead bite at their collarbone and start sliding the strap of their nightgown down their shoulder.
that beatdown (because he can't really call it a fight when guy put up absolutely no resistance at all...) must've been really fucking good for him to be like this so soon afterward. goodness. ]