[Since he's sure that you'll take care of scouting for the both of you, he's just going to focus on enjoying what you're attempting to do. He arches his neck and makes a satisfied noise against the side of your face, and immediately shifts in order to fit right up against your body, as if he ought to be the clothes that you're wearing. (He'll be your skin later, when the two of you fuck.)
Now, to let his legs tangle between yours (hence that not-so-innocent brush of his knee against your crotch), and let his palms slide over your body (and sneak, a few heartbeats down the line, underneath the hem of shirt and over the bare skin of your back).]
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Now, to let his legs tangle between yours (hence that not-so-innocent brush of his knee against your crotch), and let his palms slide over your body (and sneak, a few heartbeats down the line, underneath the hem of shirt and over the bare skin of your back).]