Alternatively, Klaus is almost not thinking at all right now. He has allowed himself to succumb almost completely to the drugs, it was easy to let himself go for the chance to breathe, escape all of the horrors he didn't want to face now any more than he had when he was a child, when he was a teenager, when he was in his twenties. He'd been losing himself in drugs and good feelings for a long time.
The only thing that momentarily trips him up is that skip of a beat when Harlan doesn't react. Had he pushed too much, too far, too fast? Was he wrong in what he thought was an obvious assumption to be made?
But as quickly as those thoughts surface, they're dissipated, by fingers running along the back of his neck that leave an amazing tingling feeling in their wake, a hand at his jaw that leaves a comfortable warmth against his cheek. Carefully, Klaus shifts from being at Harlan's side to in his lap. There's nothing overly pushy about it, it's really just a much better angle to deepen the kiss.
Klaus can feel that nervous energy bouncing off of Harlan and he pulls back slowly, keeping his forehead pressed against the other man's. "Hey, hey, listen..." He smiles, a gentle, welcoming thing that goes all the way to his eyes. "I would like to do...all kinds of things with you," he chuckles softly, that earlier smile slipping into the territory of a suggestive smirk for a moment. "but...I'm not ever gonna push you, I promise... You pick the pace, 'kay?"
He smiles again and kisses Harlan, soft and sweet and then he leans so they're cheek-to-cheek and he whispers in his ear, "but you have my permission to put your hands anywhere you want," he chuckles and trails kisses along Harlan's jaw.
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The only thing that momentarily trips him up is that skip of a beat when Harlan doesn't react. Had he pushed too much, too far, too fast? Was he wrong in what he thought was an obvious assumption to be made?
But as quickly as those thoughts surface, they're dissipated, by fingers running along the back of his neck that leave an amazing tingling feeling in their wake, a hand at his jaw that leaves a comfortable warmth against his cheek. Carefully, Klaus shifts from being at Harlan's side to in his lap. There's nothing overly pushy about it, it's really just a much better angle to deepen the kiss.
Klaus can feel that nervous energy bouncing off of Harlan and he pulls back slowly, keeping his forehead pressed against the other man's. "Hey, hey, listen..." He smiles, a gentle, welcoming thing that goes all the way to his eyes. "I would like to do...all kinds of things with you," he chuckles softly, that earlier smile slipping into the territory of a suggestive smirk for a moment. "but...I'm not ever gonna push you, I promise... You pick the pace, 'kay?"
He smiles again and kisses Harlan, soft and sweet and then he leans so they're cheek-to-cheek and he whispers in his ear, "but you have my permission to put your hands anywhere you want," he chuckles and trails kisses along Harlan's jaw.