[ Sorey trips over his words, and he watches the way that his face reddens - and Mikleo can't help but wonder if he was too forward. Normally, he can read his best friend far better than this - but this is new territory for the both of them. He doesn't know Sorey's limits right now.
But, when Sorey moves again, Mikleo realizes that that wasn't the case. He moves a hand to his mouth, quickly muffling any sounds in reply to those motions. Even with still being clothed himself - Sorey being exposed as he was only makes this all the more intimate.
Still, he hesitates to move forward, eyes avoiding Sorey for a moment. ] ... It's not just about me. [ He starts softly. ]
Would it be better if I did the same? [ Right now, more than anything, he wants to keep going. But at the same time -- they need to communicate through this. ]
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But, when Sorey moves again, Mikleo realizes that that wasn't the case. He moves a hand to his mouth, quickly muffling any sounds in reply to those motions. Even with still being clothed himself - Sorey being exposed as he was only makes this all the more intimate.
Still, he hesitates to move forward, eyes avoiding Sorey for a moment. ] ... It's not just about me. [ He starts softly. ]
Would it be better if I did the same? [ Right now, more than anything, he wants to keep going. But at the same time -- they need to communicate through this. ]