[ He braces himself with one hand next to Blue's head on the bed as he moves, slowly at first, pulling his hips back and then snapping them forward again. Ironically at the subject at hand here, the subconscious is still careful in the way where it's aware of Blue's physical condition, as well as the fact that he's a Coordinator. So there's some restraint to his movements. Not enough that every thrust doesn't send flashes of heat through his body, because it already feels so good.
His other hand rests on Blue's shoulder and he pulls in a breath, pausing and staring down at him when he asks that. ]
That - I'd have assumed that was obvious by now...
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His other hand rests on Blue's shoulder and he pulls in a breath, pausing and staring down at him when he asks that. ]
That - I'd have assumed that was obvious by now...
[ Why wouldn't he? ]