( As someone who quite enjoys kissing, he can't resist the tease of a tongue at his lips. Esikko leans into it, pressing his tongue into Aventurine's mouth with a new sort of confidence he wouldn't have had only days ago. This whole game is really doing things for him, honestly.
Settling his hips down into Aventurine's lap, he straddles him properly, snaking his hand between them to trail gentle fingertips across the other man's neck. Near that tattoo, in fact, though he hasn't a clue what it means. It likely doesn't translate.
His tail wagging behind him is a little embarrassing, but he gasps lightly for a breath against his lips, and refuses to pull back. There, his nose touched gently against Aventurine's cheek, he speaks low. )
Your surprise... Can it be anything?
( His thin, cold fingers trail higher along the neck, fingernails just teasing at what he aims to do with soft little motions, a ghost of contact. )
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Settling his hips down into Aventurine's lap, he straddles him properly, snaking his hand between them to trail gentle fingertips across the other man's neck. Near that tattoo, in fact, though he hasn't a clue what it means. It likely doesn't translate.
His tail wagging behind him is a little embarrassing, but he gasps lightly for a breath against his lips, and refuses to pull back. There, his nose touched gently against Aventurine's cheek, he speaks low. )
Your surprise... Can it be anything?
( His thin, cold fingers trail higher along the neck, fingernails just teasing at what he aims to do with soft little motions, a ghost of contact. )