i'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
Talking dirty is going to be the sort of thing that the aviator struggles with, not unlike how he'd struggled with puns or turns of phrase for most of his life. Torn between words he was taught, like you look so fucking hot, to things he was actually thinking at the time, I like the colour of your eyes, rendered the attuned all but tongue-tied as the Maverick went to work.
Not opposed to being with men, Everest found that as Danta moved his belt meticulously to the side, the aviator found the allure of the other man's experience suddenly quite intoxicating rather than intimidating. Perhaps it had to do with the hit of third eye he'd taken, but just knowing he was in good hands coupled with the fact that Everest wasn't in love with those hands, made him feel infinitely free to experiment.
Reaching down to plunge his hands into the blonde's hair, his fingers snagged around the ancient's horns before immediately releasing them; Ever had no intention of halting or dictating any of Danta's movements.
Not opposed to being with men, Everest found that as Danta moved his belt meticulously to the side, the aviator found the allure of the other man's experience suddenly quite intoxicating rather than intimidating. Perhaps it had to do with the hit of third eye he'd taken, but just knowing he was in good hands coupled with the fact that Everest wasn't in love with those hands, made him feel infinitely free to experiment.
Reaching down to plunge his hands into the blonde's hair, his fingers snagged around the ancient's horns before immediately releasing them; Ever had no intention of halting or dictating any of Danta's movements.
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