[ He admits it readily, mostly because Henry's hands are wandering and very distracting. Not something he's going to complain about, not at all. Half the reason he agreed to come out here was for this. No strings, just pressure relief. Arthur skims his palms along Henry's shoulders, lightly drags his nails down to his chest, leaves quickly fading pink marks in their wake.
There's barely an inch between their mouths when someone's voice cuts straight through the haze.
Resisting the urge to sigh, Arthur pulls away enough to angle a look at whomever's caught them very red handed.
Oh. ]
I'm indulging my exhibitionist streak.
[ It's deadpan, dry as a twig in a desert. ] Is that gonna make two of us?
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Date: 2018-05-04 03:43 am (UTC)[ He admits it readily, mostly because Henry's hands are wandering and very distracting. Not something he's going to complain about, not at all. Half the reason he agreed to come out here was for this. No strings, just pressure relief. Arthur skims his palms along Henry's shoulders, lightly drags his nails down to his chest, leaves quickly fading pink marks in their wake.
There's barely an inch between their mouths when someone's voice cuts straight through the haze.
Resisting the urge to sigh, Arthur pulls away enough to angle a look at whomever's caught them very red handed.
Oh. ]
I'm indulging my exhibitionist streak.
[ It's deadpan, dry as a twig in a desert. ] Is that gonna make two of us?