[ There's no resistance whatsoever on this one's part, and no words. He seems content, as it is, to let you move him as he recovers, and only really starts kissing you in return once you have him on his back. Ironically, at that point, the attention you give him goes ways towards relaxing him. Maybe it's because such things are good distractions from how terribly hot and bothered he happens to be right now.
All of that comes to an end, however, when he finds himself staring up at the cord you have in your hands. The sight of you with that being measuring between your fingers is enough to make his throat go dry. He licks his lips, shudders over those sheets. He does not, however, move away. In fact, you're going to be treated to the sight of your boy's limbs starting to relax on those pillows.
His eyes are back on yours, and there is nothing in his gaze but you. Moments later, he's swallowing, and sliding his palms down his legs, hooking them underneath his thighs, spreading his own legs apart. A position of submission, all bodily cues pointed towards yielding.
You are free, of course, to move him as you will again once you've figured out what you want to do. ]
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All of that comes to an end, however, when he finds himself staring up at the cord you have in your hands. The sight of you with that being measuring between your fingers is enough to make his throat go dry. He licks his lips, shudders over those sheets. He does not, however, move away. In fact, you're going to be treated to the sight of your boy's limbs starting to relax on those pillows.
His eyes are back on yours, and there is nothing in his gaze but you. Moments later, he's swallowing, and sliding his palms down his legs, hooking them underneath his thighs, spreading his own legs apart. A position of submission, all bodily cues pointed towards yielding.
You are free, of course, to move him as you will again once you've figured out what you want to do. ]