[He should push him back. Because this odd craving that's bubbling up in him is becoming harder and harder to control. The tightness in his hair, and the grip on his body, pulled in for a slow, but deliberate grind- it makes Gladio groan in the back of his throat, breath a bit shorter now.]
I don't kiss and tell.
[-and no one would believe him even if he did anyway. Which is fine, he doesn't care, more for him.
With this new permission, his own hand leaves Ravus' side to slide down over his hip, to his ass, down the back of his thigh, lifting his leg up to get it up and around his hip. The pull makes the friction of their groins even stronger, the new angle making it so much easier. Gladio's mouth return to get another burning kiss, biting on the lip, as an outlet for the steadily building frustration.]
no subject
I don't kiss and tell.
[-and no one would believe him even if he did anyway. Which is fine, he doesn't care, more for him.
With this new permission, his own hand leaves Ravus' side to slide down over his hip, to his ass, down the back of his thigh, lifting his leg up to get it up and around his hip. The pull makes the friction of their groins even stronger, the new angle making it so much easier. Gladio's mouth return to get another burning kiss, biting on the lip, as an outlet for the steadily building frustration.]