[there's a low groan of satisfaction against tim's lips, hawk resisting the urge to shiver when those tricky fingers tickle at his ear. they are surprisingly cold, a contrast the the usual warmth he's gotten accustomed to over the last few weeks of bliss basically living and bedding down with tim. even with everything he knows, there's something contagious about the amount of devotion in his every action. it makes hawk want to do more than just satisfy him - it makes him want to be a better man to deserve it in the first place.
his tongue snakes out to lick into tim's mouth, tasting the last traces of something fruity and salty with that tang of tequila. there's another long peck to his lips before he pulls away with an agreeable hum.]
Yep. The whole way.
[uttered between another press of his lips, and he starts the walk over half blind and blocked by the beaming face of his lover.]
You know - [another kiss peppered against the corner of his mouth - ]
Someday I'd like to test if it's all liquor that makes you frisky or just a few.
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his tongue snakes out to lick into tim's mouth, tasting the last traces of something fruity and salty with that tang of tequila. there's another long peck to his lips before he pulls away with an agreeable hum.]
Yep. The whole way.
[uttered between another press of his lips, and he starts the walk over half blind and blocked by the beaming face of his lover.]
You know - [another kiss peppered against the corner of his mouth - ]
Someday I'd like to test if it's all liquor that makes you frisky or just a few.