[The shirt loses his interest when enough of Ryan's skin is exposed to keep him busy and not pull him away from his work. The gills are interesting, really. He's enjoying kissing at their edges, exhaling over them, planting kisses wherever he can get the best reactions.]
Does it?
[He laughs, and it's clear from his tone that he's not so innocent. He knows he's drawing it out, painfully stretching this for as much as he can. He wants to eat up Ryan's reactions, see how much he can crave without losing interest.
But that's not to say he isn't kind. One of his hands drags down Ryan's mostly bare chest, nails dragging over skin lightly until he reaches the waistband of his pants. He dips his fingers under, teasing with light tugs that don't go much of anywhere aside from undoing any buttons or zippers that may be in the way. Eventually, he leaves his pants lower at the waist like that and palms up against him over the cloth, anyway.
What to do... His options are a little more limited when he's unaware of modern lube. He mouths against his neck still, letting out his own slow moan as his hand presses and travels up, yanking down Ryan's pants just past his ass. Good enough. He doesn't want to pull away, so unless Ryan wants to separate himself, he can deal with his clothes half on.]
Well... [Again, he grinds down against him, gasping against his neck.] We've only just begun.
[His hand moves up and teases over his underwear, tracing an outline.] And I enjoy watching you squirm.
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Date: 2015-08-26 11:03 pm (UTC)Does it?
[He laughs, and it's clear from his tone that he's not so innocent. He knows he's drawing it out, painfully stretching this for as much as he can. He wants to eat up Ryan's reactions, see how much he can crave without losing interest.
But that's not to say he isn't kind. One of his hands drags down Ryan's mostly bare chest, nails dragging over skin lightly until he reaches the waistband of his pants. He dips his fingers under, teasing with light tugs that don't go much of anywhere aside from undoing any buttons or zippers that may be in the way. Eventually, he leaves his pants lower at the waist like that and palms up against him over the cloth, anyway.
What to do... His options are a little more limited when he's unaware of modern lube. He mouths against his neck still, letting out his own slow moan as his hand presses and travels up, yanking down Ryan's pants just past his ass. Good enough. He doesn't want to pull away, so unless Ryan wants to separate himself, he can deal with his clothes half on.]
Well... [Again, he grinds down against him, gasping against his neck.] We've only just begun.
[His hand moves up and teases over his underwear, tracing an outline.] And I enjoy watching you squirm.