// i am heaven sent, don't you dare forget —
To be honest, any kind of compliments are well received with Thorn – whether it be dirty talk or true compliments, such that his cheeks and pierced ears flush a shade darker when he hears the whisper, lips quirking into a cocky, knowing smile even if the breathy words after are at odds. “Thank you.” He whispers back, pressing into each touch just like a cat might with the affection of getting touched.
“Mhmm,” Thorn starts to say, offering a little bit of encouragement with the roll of his hips against the other man’s. But the question that’s aired has him tilting his head, pushing up on his elbows as he reaches up to grab Everest’s jaw, tongue dipping out to wet his lips as he scans the other man’s curious gaze. “Wherever y’feel most comfortable. I am comfortable with either, ‘n am more than willing to be whatever ya want me to be.” His hand lowers from Everest’s jaw to run his fingertips along his neck, down to his collarbone. “So far, it seems to me like ya might enjoy havin’ control. Course there’s no sayin’ we can’t switch it up if y’wanna try both.” Give him a taste of what it’s like to use Thorn however the Aviator wanted to, followed up by a taste of Thorn doing the same to him.
At least it’ll give the other man an idea.
“Mhmm,” Thorn starts to say, offering a little bit of encouragement with the roll of his hips against the other man’s. But the question that’s aired has him tilting his head, pushing up on his elbows as he reaches up to grab Everest’s jaw, tongue dipping out to wet his lips as he scans the other man’s curious gaze. “Wherever y’feel most comfortable. I am comfortable with either, ‘n am more than willing to be whatever ya want me to be.” His hand lowers from Everest’s jaw to run his fingertips along his neck, down to his collarbone. “So far, it seems to me like ya might enjoy havin’ control. Course there’s no sayin’ we can’t switch it up if y’wanna try both.” Give him a taste of what it’s like to use Thorn however the Aviator wanted to, followed up by a taste of Thorn doing the same to him.
At least it’ll give the other man an idea.
thorn
— i am all you've ever wanted,
what all the other boys all promised //
what all the other boys all promised //
