He quietens under the touches, and touches their foreheads together for a second or two as Random's shirt comes open in his hands.
'Mmmm. Yours.'
And he lets his eyes fall closed as he slides his hands onto his skin, so familiar now but still with the power to reduce him to a shaking mess within minutes.
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Date: 2006-10-15 03:41 pm (UTC)'Mmmm. Yours.'
And he lets his eyes fall closed as he slides his hands onto his skin, so familiar now but still with the power to reduce him to a shaking mess within minutes.