Look away, he does not. But he is suddenly hyper aware of how Sawyer is feeling. For a moment his eyes widen but soon they’re lidded again as he runs his hands around the others hips until he can find the opening of his pants, too.
“…wolf thing? Your neck?” He breathes and his eyes travel, following Lennons hands before finding his gaze again. That doesn’t count, does it? Like…how could he not look?
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Date: 2022-08-03 01:19 am (UTC)“…wolf thing? Your neck?” He breathes and his eyes travel, following Lennons hands before finding his gaze again. That doesn’t count, does it? Like…how could he not look?