[ he loses his breath as he watches him, admiring, and not for the first time, he wishes he had his camera on him. usually, it always is, but he hadn't wanted to have it lost or broken while he'd been exploring. maybe he'll ask if he can do it later, instead leaning so his weight is settled on his hands as peter touches him. tipping his head back, he sighs, and then, lazily loops his arms around his neck to coax him in to return that kiss.
his fingers slip to his chest, petting at the necklace. ]
I like this.
[ he likes a lot more than that, but the design is cool, is unique. with a little more pressure, he drags peter down onto the bed on top of him, hooking a leg around a hip to hold him there as he kisses him again and again. with tongue and a bit of teeth, anything that will encourage peter to keep touching him. ]
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his fingers slip to his chest, petting at the necklace. ]
I like this.
[ he likes a lot more than that, but the design is cool, is unique. with a little more pressure, he drags peter down onto the bed on top of him, hooking a leg around a hip to hold him there as he kisses him again and again. with tongue and a bit of teeth, anything that will encourage peter to keep touching him. ]