[he knows it's true. he's heard it before, teased for wanting to jump right into things when the focus was still on foreplay. but he can pull himself back into patience too, making a soft sound before setting back into the show. every movement is given his utmost attention, details noticed and committed to memory.
he's chewing on his bottom lip by the time lennon's hand reaches his lap. the fae would swear that he can see him hardening beneath the fabric, a growing bulge that presses against his jeans and wants to be free. he lets him work himself for a few moments more before his next request.]
Open your eyes. Look at me. [he looks up to look into them through the video.] This is where I'd pull you into my lap, so you could see it for yourself. See that I feel the same way too.
[and also feel it, pressing against him, grinding with every rock of his hips.]
And the first time you come for me, I'm going to do it by just touching you. Would you like that too?
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he's chewing on his bottom lip by the time lennon's hand reaches his lap. the fae would swear that he can see him hardening beneath the fabric, a growing bulge that presses against his jeans and wants to be free. he lets him work himself for a few moments more before his next request.]
Open your eyes. Look at me. [he looks up to look into them through the video.] This is where I'd pull you into my lap, so you could see it for yourself. See that I feel the same way too.
[and also feel it, pressing against him, grinding with every rock of his hips.]
And the first time you come for me, I'm going to do it by just touching you. Would you like that too?