[as long as he doesn't look at the way this place looks just as lived in as their suite, he'll be able to keep the endeared smile on his lips - to watch the flush on tim's face and the stubble he aches to rub his chin against. his gaze drops to watch every inch of tim from behind - fixing a little too long on his thighs and the ass he absolutely misses as it wobbles slightly before settling against the bed, leaving him standing there and looking downward at his boy.]
Yeah. 'Course.
[carefully he situates himself down, thigh brushing against tim's as he angles his body to turn his torso and face him directly.]
No sex.
[a low repetition of it, mildly amused as he reaches up to graze a thumb against the roughness on his chin.]
no subject
Yeah. 'Course.
[carefully he situates himself down, thigh brushing against tim's as he angles his body to turn his torso and face him directly.]
No sex.
[a low repetition of it, mildly amused as he reaches up to graze a thumb against the roughness on his chin.]
What about a kiss?