He gets his own shoes off quickly as well, helps Phillip a bit in getting it off over his head, though he mostly laughs warmly at the attempt. His own hands follow suit, dragging the undertunic off of Phillip.
And then, for a moment, he freezes.
It's not like he's never seen the necklace before. In fact, he's never seen him withoutit. He hadn't really even remembered it, it was so much a part of Phillip. But now, now he has a context for it as he's seeing it again and his blood runs cold for a moment.
No. No, this can't be what it looks like... it can't be. Or... maybe it can be but does it matter? Phillip has had it as long as he's known him and multiple things pass through his mind all in a rush. Gustavain has never been good at stealth, but he's reasonably good at subterfuge, when he wants to be and he needs a minute to think about this.
So it's the easiest thing in the world to slip to his knees, sliding his hands up the back of Phillip's thighs, slow and sensual, his mouth meeting the skin of his inner thighs with a low, pleased hum, working upwards. Hopefully, the anticipation is enough to still any questions.
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Date: 2021-04-10 07:17 pm (UTC)And then, for a moment, he freezes.
It's not like he's never seen the necklace before. In fact, he's never seen him withoutit. He hadn't really even remembered it, it was so much a part of Phillip. But now, now he has a context for it as he's seeing it again and his blood runs cold for a moment.
No. No, this can't be what it looks like... it can't be. Or... maybe it can be but does it matter? Phillip has had it as long as he's known him and multiple things pass through his mind all in a rush. Gustavain has never been good at stealth, but he's reasonably good at subterfuge, when he wants to be and he needs a minute to think about this.
So it's the easiest thing in the world to slip to his knees, sliding his hands up the back of Phillip's thighs, slow and sensual, his mouth meeting the skin of his inner thighs with a low, pleased hum, working upwards. Hopefully, the anticipation is enough to still any questions.