[ There shouldn't be anything particular confusing or surprising in what's being said to him right now. Some people like to take sex slower, do things more sensually than the wild rush to get off that occurs with time is a limited commodity. So much of his own sexual encounters have been peppered heavily with the second type that it's easy to forget that's not always required.
He pauses, no longer trying to help Wriothesley as he watches with a mix of fascination and mild skepticism as the other man insists on slowing them down and enjoying himself here. When the shirt finally slides off his shoulder, he picks the thing up and tosses it towards the foot of the bed.
He did mean it when he said he figured someone would want it back later.
Though with his own top taken off, he'll shift to slide a hand under Wriothesley's own, taking care to not rush the process after being pressed about the desire to savor this moment. ]
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He pauses, no longer trying to help Wriothesley as he watches with a mix of fascination and mild skepticism as the other man insists on slowing them down and enjoying himself here. When the shirt finally slides off his shoulder, he picks the thing up and tosses it towards the foot of the bed.
He did mean it when he said he figured someone would want it back later.
Though with his own top taken off, he'll shift to slide a hand under Wriothesley's own, taking care to not rush the process after being pressed about the desire to savor this moment. ]
What's there to savor at this point?