[ He murmurs a pleased sound into the kiss when he feels those fingers tangle in his hair and tug. One hand slides around the man’s waist, fingers splaying at the small of his back, even as he presses him a bit more snugly against the wall.
There’s not much closer they can get right now, but he appreciates the effort to try all the same. He manages to slide a knee in between Wriothesley‘s, however, grinding it up against him, so maybe that will count as ‘closer’.
He’d meant to make a retort back about the lingerie, but he’s effectively forgotten whatever it was. Oh, well. Probably not a big loss, all things considered. He’d much rather be focusing on this anyway. ]
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There’s not much closer they can get right now, but he appreciates the effort to try all the same. He manages to slide a knee in between Wriothesley‘s, however, grinding it up against him, so maybe that will count as ‘closer’.
He’d meant to make a retort back about the lingerie, but he’s effectively forgotten whatever it was. Oh, well. Probably not a big loss, all things considered. He’d much rather be focusing on this anyway. ]