Stahn presses his hips forward in short, small movements and Leon isn't prepared for the friction that provides, even if the movements are still pretty gentle as of now. The sensations are intense and new and overwhelming and Leon can't even control the way that his short shuddering breaths become gasps which become groans, each motion sending so many sensations through his body.
And Stahn is still clothed.
Too much, anyway, because his shirt is off, yes, but Leon has seen Stahn shirtless before. He wants to see Stahn in the same position he's in, he wants to feel Stahn's skin against his, he wants to see what this will feel like without that added barrier of clothing between them.
But Stahn fumbles, and Leon grumbles into the kisses, and it's far too far into this for him to fret about things now.
No...now he doesn't care so much anymore, not with the sensations coursing through his body, so he takes charge, shifting Stahn's hands away so he can firmly move his way into removing that belt properly and moving his fingers to tug gently at his pants.
He could pull them down now...but he waits just a moment, pulling away from the kisses just long enough to meet Stahn's eyes, flushed and disheveled and undoubtedly excited, but still solemn.
He won't keep going until Stahn is ready, that's what that face says, even if he doesn't have the breath for words.]
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Stahn presses his hips forward in short, small movements and Leon isn't prepared for the friction that provides, even if the movements are still pretty gentle as of now. The sensations are intense and new and overwhelming and Leon can't even control the way that his short shuddering breaths become gasps which become groans, each motion sending so many sensations through his body.
And Stahn is still clothed.
Too much, anyway, because his shirt is off, yes, but Leon has seen Stahn shirtless before. He wants to see Stahn in the same position he's in, he wants to feel Stahn's skin against his, he wants to see what this will feel like without that added barrier of clothing between them.
But Stahn fumbles, and Leon grumbles into the kisses, and it's far too far into this for him to fret about things now.
No...now he doesn't care so much anymore, not with the sensations coursing through his body, so he takes charge, shifting Stahn's hands away so he can firmly move his way into removing that belt properly and moving his fingers to tug gently at his pants.
He could pull them down now...but he waits just a moment, pulling away from the kisses just long enough to meet Stahn's eyes, flushed and disheveled and undoubtedly excited, but still solemn.
He won't keep going until Stahn is ready, that's what that face says, even if he doesn't have the breath for words.]