[ Hearing them returned to him, those words are the single most arousing phrase ever conceived. It gets no better than this -- and he's pretty confident of that.
Their lips meet again not a moment after, a kiss for a kiss, though Sorey’s own curve with a smile he can’t fight. He’s warm through and through, impossibly blissful already, though they’ve only just begun. Fingers carefully caress the point where jaw meets neck as he offers more tender affections to the opposite side, down, down, down until he arrives at the collar of Mikleo’s shirt, and pauses. ]
Can I...? [ Kiss you just a little lower, he means. They’re both still fully-clothed, of course, but it matters not now innocent the act. This is someone he wants to spend a very, very long time with -- he’s got to take every step carefully, and do it right. ]
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Their lips meet again not a moment after, a kiss for a kiss, though Sorey’s own curve with a smile he can’t fight. He’s warm through and through, impossibly blissful already, though they’ve only just begun. Fingers carefully caress the point where jaw meets neck as he offers more tender affections to the opposite side, down, down, down until he arrives at the collar of Mikleo’s shirt, and pauses. ]
Can I...? [ Kiss you just a little lower, he means. They’re both still fully-clothed, of course, but it matters not now innocent the act. This is someone he wants to spend a very, very long time with -- he’s got to take every step carefully, and do it right. ]