( Esikko expects when Kirma is needy. He expects the pawing, the tugging, the pulling. Each time, he takes his sweet time getting the last of his layers off, living up every bit of the attention that he can. But when he's pulled closer, when Kirma simply rests into him in a hug...
It makes him freeze, for a moment. This was deeply uncomfortable. No, perhaps it was so achingly comfortable that it wrapped back around to being uncomfortable— Esikko feels at a loss for words, and he hesitates before bringing his hand down on Kirma's head in something like a pet. )
Is that all you want from me?
( The words that finally do come out are low, and he presses himself against Kirma, aiming to push him back and follow close. His free hand moves to run along Kirma's side to his thigh. All he knows how to do is turn this into something more expected. )
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( Esikko expects when Kirma is needy. He expects the pawing, the tugging, the pulling. Each time, he takes his sweet time getting the last of his layers off, living up every bit of the attention that he can. But when he's pulled closer, when Kirma simply rests into him in a hug...
It makes him freeze, for a moment. This was deeply uncomfortable. No, perhaps it was so achingly comfortable that it wrapped back around to being uncomfortable— Esikko feels at a loss for words, and he hesitates before bringing his hand down on Kirma's head in something like a pet. )
Is that all you want from me?
( The words that finally do come out are low, and he presses himself against Kirma, aiming to push him back and follow close. His free hand moves to run along Kirma's side to his thigh. All he knows how to do is turn this into something more expected. )