( The impatience is clumsy and palpable, and Esikko laughs into the kiss for it. He pulls his hands back to himself to assist in undressing, discarding his things to the side one taunting layer at a time, all while leaning in, kissing, shifting more into his lap—
Ah, but pants make this a little difficult. With one more hard kiss to the mouth, he drags his tongue against Kirma's before pulling back, slipping to his feet so he can wiggle out of his clothes the rest of the way.
He's being showy about it. He's trying to make him even more impatient, of course. Is there something you want, Kirma?? Something you're dying for?? He'd love to hear it. )
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Ah, but pants make this a little difficult. With one more hard kiss to the mouth, he drags his tongue against Kirma's before pulling back, slipping to his feet so he can wiggle out of his clothes the rest of the way.
He's being showy about it. He's trying to make him even more impatient, of course. Is there something you want, Kirma?? Something you're dying for?? He'd love to hear it. )