[ He’s not expecting it. Granted, he’d been spiraling a bit in his own head, so Basch definitely has the advantage here. But the soft sound he makes as his back hits the wall gets completely swallowed up by the hard press of lips against his own.
Caged in, it’s all he can do to just kiss him back. Not that there’s a lot of other things he’d be wanting to do right now anyway, but that’s beside the point. Basch kisses him hard enough and long enough that he’s panting for air when the other man finally pulls back, eyes dark and a little dazed as he meets the man’s intense gaze.
And then those words sink in and he gives a little shiver as the man’s warm breath teases against the skin. His moan is once more swallowed up by a kiss and he leans into it this time, hands coming to slide around Basch and draw him in closer. Skimming over still-damp skin, tangling in his hair. ]
I can do that. [ His voice is low and husky, softer now. That tone very much had an effect and the return of that nickname makes him smile a little, even if it’s still a little self-conscious.
He’s pinned in place by that gaze. His tongue darts out, wetting dry lips, but he manages a nod. ] Okay. But you’ll tell me when I’m overstaying my welcome.
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Date: 2024-05-05 04:39 am (UTC)Caged in, it’s all he can do to just kiss him back. Not that there’s a lot of other things he’d be wanting to do right now anyway, but that’s beside the point. Basch kisses him hard enough and long enough that he’s panting for air when the other man finally pulls back, eyes dark and a little dazed as he meets the man’s intense gaze.
And then those words sink in and he gives a little shiver as the man’s warm breath teases against the skin. His moan is once more swallowed up by a kiss and he leans into it this time, hands coming to slide around Basch and draw him in closer. Skimming over still-damp skin, tangling in his hair. ]
I can do that. [ His voice is low and husky, softer now. That tone very much had an effect and the return of that nickname makes him smile a little, even if it’s still a little self-conscious.
He’s pinned in place by that gaze. His tongue darts out, wetting dry lips, but he manages a nod. ] Okay. But you’ll tell me when I’m overstaying my welcome.
[ When, not if. ]