Sawyer's lips part easily for the other's kiss, letting the other carry him wherever he chose to go. His legs wrapped around him, arms around the other's neck for security purposes, clearly. They didn't go far and Sawyer's eyes stay closed even as that kiss breaks.
The other's taste is still overwhelming and his lips are parted and wet. They tingle and it felt good. He didn't know anything could feel that good.
Sawyer nods, his arms are still around the other's neck but he's settled on the other's lap with his knees bent in a more comfortable position. He leans forward his lips pressing to Bishop's again fingers hesitantly brushing through the back of the other's hair. Each new thing he does is done with trepidation trying to read the other's body language any change in his scent to tell if he's displeasing or angering him. He doesn't know how he's supposed to touch, affectionate, passionate touches... they're new.
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Date: 2022-03-21 04:25 pm (UTC)The other's taste is still overwhelming and his lips are parted and wet. They tingle and it felt good. He didn't know anything could feel that good.
Sawyer nods, his arms are still around the other's neck but he's settled on the other's lap with his knees bent in a more comfortable position. He leans forward his lips pressing to Bishop's again fingers hesitantly brushing through the back of the other's hair. Each new thing he does is done with trepidation trying to read the other's body language any change in his scent to tell if he's displeasing or angering him. He doesn't know how he's supposed to touch, affectionate, passionate touches... they're new.