He grins, this time up at the ceiling, because his head has fallen back, and he's shifting slightly closer.
"Well, babe?"
Random looks down at him for a moment, then places both hands on his shoulders and moves his hips for a moment, a quick and suggestive mime, letting the rough denim brush against his skin.
"You mentioned something about liking me this way."
And he continues moving, body shifting in an accurate approximation of sex, but not touching him.
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Date: 2005-12-09 03:53 am (UTC)"Well, babe?"
Random looks down at him for a moment, then places both hands on his shoulders and moves his hips for a moment, a quick and suggestive mime, letting the rough denim brush against his skin.
"You mentioned something about liking me this way."
And he continues moving, body shifting in an accurate approximation of sex, but not touching him.
"Don't move your hands."