[ This one is cmnplying willingly, letting you settle over him like a comfortable weight even as his breaths slow and turn shallow.
He's stuck on those eyes of yours again, and is lifting his hands to frame your face when the feel of your hand breaks his line of thought, eyes immediately going dark, lips parting at the sensasion of your fingers wrapped around him. ]
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He's stuck on those eyes of yours again, and is lifting his hands to frame your face when the feel of your hand breaks his line of thought, eyes immediately going dark, lips parting at the sensasion of your fingers wrapped around him. ]