And look Phillip definitely does, though he’s not long satisfied with just looking. One of his hands finds that long stretch of limb, stroking over the muscle and tracing the sharp lines and angles they make under his skin. Even with that hand distracted, he is not letting up on his hold over the man underneath him, the weight of his body slight against the taller, more muscled man, but employed with such a leverage that if Gustavain wanted to get free, he would have to try.
But it is in good fun, and Phillip presses his lips to his collar bone, a threatening tease of teeth without biting down or making to leave a mark- yet. Their hips keep up that slow grind, aided by some lingering slickness but it likely won’t be long before they’re ready to move on. It’s not like there will be much prep needed, and the end of the conversation had taken a surprisingly pleasant turn...
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Date: 2021-04-19 05:19 pm (UTC)But it is in good fun, and Phillip presses his lips to his collar bone, a threatening tease of teeth without biting down or making to leave a mark- yet. Their hips keep up that slow grind, aided by some lingering slickness but it likely won’t be long before they’re ready to move on. It’s not like there will be much prep needed, and the end of the conversation had taken a surprisingly pleasant turn...