[ He's glad for that. It's hard- being open when he's dedicated so much of his life to closing himself off. Even the pictures took some bout of courage -- But, there was a reason why they were wordless.
He's easily pliable - maneuvered towards the bed, pushed onto it and caught by the lips. He presses into the kiss until breathless, again - Before flicking his eyes towards the bedside table. ]
...
There are some there.
[ He prepared! Even if it was mortifying! To actually want something! And say it! Why doesn't I Want Whatever You Want To Do To Me work! ]
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He's easily pliable - maneuvered towards the bed, pushed onto it and caught by the lips. He presses into the kiss until breathless, again - Before flicking his eyes towards the bedside table. ]
...
There are some there.
[ He prepared! Even if it was mortifying! To actually want something! And say it! Why doesn't I Want Whatever You Want To Do To Me work! ]