[ Both of his arms quickly slide around Blue when he presses close to reclaim that warmth, tight, needful, but careful - even though he's fine here, physically able here, Yzak's subconscious is still wired to take some care.
He leans, back against the wall and pulling Blue with him into his lap. Yzak gazes up into his eyes as one hand slips down his back again, fingers flexing and nails lightly dragging along skin when he moves. A couple slip under the waist of his slacks, because after his aid the other day, he doesn't want to deal with the fastens of that dress again (lowkey into it as he was). Fingertips follow the edge of the waistband, seeking affirmation when he reaches and starts to unbutton the front. ]
Tell me? [ He asks outloud, and then tips his chin up to kiss just under his jawline. ] What you're thinking right now. [ He knows Blue can sense every thought coming from him (which is now really focused on getting those pants off), so in turn he seeks that even ground again. ]
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He leans, back against the wall and pulling Blue with him into his lap. Yzak gazes up into his eyes as one hand slips down his back again, fingers flexing and nails lightly dragging along skin when he moves. A couple slip under the waist of his slacks, because after his aid the other day, he doesn't want to deal with the fastens of that dress again (lowkey into it as he was). Fingertips follow the edge of the waistband, seeking affirmation when he reaches and starts to unbutton the front. ]
Tell me? [ He asks outloud, and then tips his chin up to kiss just under his jawline. ] What you're thinking right now. [ He knows Blue can sense every thought coming from him (which is now really focused on getting those pants off), so in turn he seeks that even ground again. ]