icarusalsoflew: (so strike me down.)
Hikaru Shinta ([personal profile] icarusalsoflew) wrote 2014-12-02 02:43 pm (UTC)

[ And with each passing second he's relaxing a little more, letting you override his sense of control and the fear knocking about in his heart and his ribcage, letting his skin settle beneath the weight of your touch. Hence, it shouldn't be too surprising how he's pliant in your grip by the end of it all, reeling from how wonderful you've managed to make him feel in such a short time after that bad fall, and how the cadence of his breath has slowed, grown short, gone ragged.

There's a soft sigh leaving his lungs once he feels your fingers in his hair, and he follows the turn of your grip without a second thought, mouth already opening to welcome your lips and tongue. His limbs, in the meantime, are spreading out a bit more, like his entire body is unfolding just to let you be in the perfect position to touch him wherever you want. ]

Post a comment in response:

This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting