i'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
Having absolutely no baseline at all for what it might be like to want someone to the point of not being careful with them, Everest just nods a touch stiffly. Certainly, he could never want anything, much less a person, to the point of being reckless or even harmful?
As his curls are tugged, the Maverick might notice the way concern breezes across the aviator's face; had he done something wrong? Was Danta trying to pull him back the way you might grab a dog by the scruff of its neck?
Pivoting the pair away from the door and aiming them toward the bed (sex was done in the bed, don't you know), the aviator closes his eyes and tries to force his thoughts into the purple haze looming in the back of his mind. With his eyes closed and only his hands for guidance, he searched for the Maverick's lips, this time kissing the other man more deeply as the colourful swirl of psychedelics in his system began to go to work.
"Alright then, teacher." He whispers, allowing his mouth to trickle up toward Danta's ear the same way the ancient had done to him. "Make me want you like that—" Pressing his hips forward, the aviator stopped and almost pulled back slightly. "—so much so that I can't help myself."
As his curls are tugged, the Maverick might notice the way concern breezes across the aviator's face; had he done something wrong? Was Danta trying to pull him back the way you might grab a dog by the scruff of its neck?
Pivoting the pair away from the door and aiming them toward the bed (sex was done in the bed, don't you know), the aviator closes his eyes and tries to force his thoughts into the purple haze looming in the back of his mind. With his eyes closed and only his hands for guidance, he searched for the Maverick's lips, this time kissing the other man more deeply as the colourful swirl of psychedelics in his system began to go to work.
"Alright then, teacher." He whispers, allowing his mouth to trickle up toward Danta's ear the same way the ancient had done to him. "Make me want you like that—" Pressing his hips forward, the aviator stopped and almost pulled back slightly. "—so much so that I can't help myself."
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