[the fact that they're both so unpolished in their actions, that there's a bit of fumbling as they try to feel things out makes stahn a bit more at ease with it—like a somewhat subconscious confirmation that leon wants this as much as he does, but also that they're still treading new and unfamiliar territory.
he moves into leon's touches with every movement, each kiss more desperate and fervent than the last. he can't stop, because he thinks that if he stops, something will interrupt them and this will all be put on the backburner once more.
he doesn't want that, not now. not when he wants this. not when leon wants it. not when he can feel the warmth of leon's skin against his, feeling and memorizing just as he'd been doing. and for stahn, with his fingers below leon's beltline, he's feeling hipbones, letting his palms rest right on the protrusion and letting the very tips of his fingers graze the completely unfamiliar territory. stahn won't go further than that just yet.
but through his kisses, in muted, hushed and breathy tones, he asks a question.]
Are... you...
Still okay...?
[stahn's definitely breathless and completely engrossed in leon's body and every last kiss, but he still can't help but to ask. he doesn't know how far this is or isn't going to go, but even in this hazy state, he can't ignore that he may push leon too far if he only acts on his carnal desires.]
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he moves into leon's touches with every movement, each kiss more desperate and fervent than the last. he can't stop, because he thinks that if he stops, something will interrupt them and this will all be put on the backburner once more.
he doesn't want that, not now. not when he wants this. not when leon wants it. not when he can feel the warmth of leon's skin against his, feeling and memorizing just as he'd been doing. and for stahn, with his fingers below leon's beltline, he's feeling hipbones, letting his palms rest right on the protrusion and letting the very tips of his fingers graze the completely unfamiliar territory. stahn won't go further than that just yet.
but through his kisses, in muted, hushed and breathy tones, he asks a question.]
Are... you...
Still okay...?
[stahn's definitely breathless and completely engrossed in leon's body and every last kiss, but he still can't help but to ask. he doesn't know how far this is or isn't going to go, but even in this hazy state, he can't ignore that he may push leon too far if he only acts on his carnal desires.]