( He's a little like a cat, like this, isn't he? Going where he pleases, trying things and snubbing them just as quickly... The thought crosses his mind only for a moment, because the attention to his skin is ultimately winning him over. The tug, even if short, is enough to make him suck in a breath that's sighed out just moments later as Leo moves lower still. A lazy approach, it turns out, is rather nice when you're someone who does enjoy getting a little frustrated in their own impatience. The longer he watches him, the more he wonders what's next, the more he tries to predict it, tries to see where his fingers are moving, where his eyes will flick next, but—
This guy is a little unpredictable? It's fascinating, exciting, a little, interesting, frustrating... He squirms a little in his impatience, legs sliding against the slide of Leo wherever they can touch to add to the sensations he's feeling, the desire for intensity. )
Mm... I don't want to be a King, anyway, really.
( Distracted, curving his fingers behind Leo's ear to run though his hair, trailing to the end of it. )
sorry for the delays/inconsistency!!
This guy is a little unpredictable? It's fascinating, exciting, a little, interesting, frustrating... He squirms a little in his impatience, legs sliding against the slide of Leo wherever they can touch to add to the sensations he's feeling, the desire for intensity. )
Mm... I don't want to be a King, anyway, really.
( Distracted, curving his fingers behind Leo's ear to run though his hair, trailing to the end of it. )
You certainly take your time, don't you?