[aehreire ah shit that felt good. Too good. The Sanji touching him thing was not going to work because already his body was alive again, hyper aware, sensitive to every touch and Sanji's face being so damn close and that tongue... hell. It was a much as he could do to keep breathing. What was this a kiss? Was that was what expected here? He didn't at any point say anything about kissing. Kissing was six miles past what he originally had intended. But now that he was here he couldn't figure out a way to turn around.
Fuck.
Sanji was saying something. A question. Too much else to focus on then to ask him to repeat it so]
Yeah, sure...
[he'd figure out what it meant when it came to it. But first...completing this. Hell. He hadn't-- He'd never really-- But it would be fine if he moved on instinct right? And instinct wanted him to move forward-- so he did. Pressing his mouth against Sanji's lightly and trying to ignore the sensation of everything tightening.
Now-- just-- where the hell to go from here. Pull back? Keep on? Tongue? Was he ready for that? How could anyone be ready for that? He had to do something soon or Sanji was going to know something was up.
no subject
Fuck.
Sanji was saying something. A question. Too much else to focus on then to ask him to repeat it so]
Yeah, sure...
[he'd figure out what it meant when it came to it. But first...completing this. Hell. He hadn't-- He'd never really-- But it would be fine if he moved on instinct right? And instinct wanted him to move forward-- so he did. Pressing his mouth against Sanji's lightly and trying to ignore the sensation of everything tightening.
Now-- just-- where the hell to go from here. Pull back? Keep on? Tongue? Was he ready for that? How could anyone be ready for that? He had to do something soon or Sanji was going to know something was up.
But what?]