They've fooled around a little bit, when they were younger, but it had always been more in the way of exploring children than adults-- learning to kiss, the thrilling sweetness of being in someone else's arms. If he hadn't left, they undoubtedly would have had sex, the innocence had been swiftly fading from their touches as they'd gotten older, kisses heavier, the friction of a thigh first a strange new addition and then not nearly enough anymore. But they hadn't gotten there, this is new.
Even so, they fit together as well as they've always have and this has escalated quickly, but it feels right, Gustavain sliding his hands up underneath Phillip's undershirt with a soft sigh of pleasure as though he's the one being touched, rejoining the kisses each time they part. When Phillip tugs him closer to the bed, he goes easily, won't push to fall to it, but will either press Phillip against the side of it to wind closer or pull him closer if he's pushed.
"I couldn't let myself dwell on the past while it was the past," he murmurs, between kisses, "but I have missed this. You." It's followed by another one of those kisses, lush, lingering. His fingers slide down to work at Phillip's pants and this whole thing feels breakneck and also almost languid, like all he wants is to toss everything aside so he can savor Phillip properly.
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Date: 2021-04-10 06:27 pm (UTC)Even so, they fit together as well as they've always have and this has escalated quickly, but it feels right, Gustavain sliding his hands up underneath Phillip's undershirt with a soft sigh of pleasure as though he's the one being touched, rejoining the kisses each time they part. When Phillip tugs him closer to the bed, he goes easily, won't push to fall to it, but will either press Phillip against the side of it to wind closer or pull him closer if he's pushed.
"I couldn't let myself dwell on the past while it was the past," he murmurs, between kisses, "but I have missed this. You." It's followed by another one of those kisses, lush, lingering. His fingers slide down to work at Phillip's pants and this whole thing feels breakneck and also almost languid, like all he wants is to toss everything aside so he can savor Phillip properly.