[ Ah— Dextera is right, but Guren is still moving everything out of the way and climbing properly into the bed. Again, he’s back at this. Like some sort of lusty honeymoon phase? All he can do is grin at those words, that look, and rest his knees on either side of Dextera’s hips as he leans over him. ]
Right now, I kind of want to be stuck.
[ If it means more of this, no noisy interruptions from housemates or lord knows what else. It’s fine... he’ll straddle an injured Dextera on a bed without putting any of his weight on him and take his face with both hands, now, for another kiss. That’s it, he’s gone, he’s done resisting this... ]
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Right now, I kind of want to be stuck.
[ If it means more of this, no noisy interruptions from housemates or lord knows what else. It’s fine... he’ll straddle an injured Dextera on a bed without putting any of his weight on him and take his face with both hands, now, for another kiss. That’s it, he’s gone, he’s done resisting this... ]