[tact would definitely be a lot kinder right now, but there's that part of stahn that knows that by addressing the topic at all, it was well likely that leon would want to delve further into this topic.
but that doesn't make it any easier to talk about.
stahn's gaze averts again, and he can't help but to pull a hand over his mouth to mask his further embarrassment for a moment.]
It was...
[he starts, but this is difficult. maybe there's no better time than now to talk about. after things started getting heated last night, and now when them in this position... maybe they need to. it's not as if leon is stupid, and stahn is sure that now he's caught on, he knows where this conversation is headed. and if leon is the one initiating this talk then... maybe it's okay. maybe it's not crossing any lines.
but he still worries that he'll make leon uncomfortable by saying it aloud. there's no way of knowing, but it's too late to back out now. he can only hope that they're truly ready to start addressing this, that maybe the next step is something they really are moving towards. maybe last night wasn't a fluke? he's embarrassed, he's concerned about this changing things, he's worried about leon's comfort. the usual, really.]
The way you looked, stretching that way, like this— ["like this" as in, while straddling his waist.] Last night, and your skin—
[this is too much, even for stahn though. he closes his eyes, almost wincing before letting out a defeated sigh, followed by a groan, but no other words.
this is too much! it's too much for him! he's half-expecting leon to get annoyed at stahn's inability to articulate what he's feeling, but he's not good under this kind of pressure, not when it's leon that's making him so nervous to begin with.
it's kind of the worst. how do people talk about these things? do people talk about these things, or do they just magically know when it's okay and do it without words? stahn doesn't know, because he has absolutely no experience with this topic.]
no subject
[tact would definitely be a lot kinder right now, but there's that part of stahn that knows that by addressing the topic at all, it was well likely that leon would want to delve further into this topic.
but that doesn't make it any easier to talk about.
stahn's gaze averts again, and he can't help but to pull a hand over his mouth to mask his further embarrassment for a moment.]
It was...
[he starts, but this is difficult. maybe there's no better time than now to talk about. after things started getting heated last night, and now when them in this position... maybe they need to. it's not as if leon is stupid, and stahn is sure that now he's caught on, he knows where this conversation is headed. and if leon is the one initiating this talk then... maybe it's okay. maybe it's not crossing any lines.
but he still worries that he'll make leon uncomfortable by saying it aloud. there's no way of knowing, but it's too late to back out now. he can only hope that they're truly ready to start addressing this, that maybe the next step is something they really are moving towards. maybe last night wasn't a fluke? he's embarrassed, he's concerned about this changing things, he's worried about leon's comfort. the usual, really.]
The way you looked, stretching that way, like this— ["like this" as in, while straddling his waist.] Last night, and your skin—
[this is too much, even for stahn though. he closes his eyes, almost wincing before letting out a defeated sigh, followed by a groan, but no other words.
this is too much! it's too much for him! he's half-expecting leon to get annoyed at stahn's inability to articulate what he's feeling, but he's not good under this kind of pressure, not when it's leon that's making him so nervous to begin with.
it's kind of the worst. how do people talk about these things? do people talk about these things, or do they just magically know when it's okay and do it without words? stahn doesn't know, because he has absolutely no experience with this topic.]