// object of desire //
He expects the naivety. He’s known Zavien long enough to know that’s what he might go for when the answer leaves his lips. And it’s with a knowing smile that graces Thorn’s face that he shakes his head. “Can be. But it also doesn’t have t’be.” Shifting so he can elaborate and straighten up to try and do the best he can to show it. “Not aggressive is somethin’ like this.” Resting his hand on the side of his neck poking his thumb up against the underside of his jaw to angle his head up — as if an indicator that he could do a gentle guiding touch like that to steal a kiss from Lena if he so wanted to.
“Aggressive would be more like.. mm, chokin’ which some people are into before y’ask.” The knowing smile glimmers on his face, as if an indicator of some people also included himself. “But it ain’t always gonna be just the sweet soft stuff y’parents talk to ya about. Romantic, sure, but sometimes it ain’t a whole event. Sometimes it’s spontaneous. When the mood hits ‘n ya got nothin’ to prepare. Just you ‘n your partner. It can get heated and heavy real quick and that’s totally fine too, even if it feels like you’re bein’ sloppy.”
Pausing to see if he’s following along, Thorn waits patiently for any other questions.
“Aggressive would be more like.. mm, chokin’ which some people are into before y’ask.” The knowing smile glimmers on his face, as if an indicator of some people also included himself. “But it ain’t always gonna be just the sweet soft stuff y’parents talk to ya about. Romantic, sure, but sometimes it ain’t a whole event. Sometimes it’s spontaneous. When the mood hits ‘n ya got nothin’ to prepare. Just you ‘n your partner. It can get heated and heavy real quick and that’s totally fine too, even if it feels like you’re bein’ sloppy.”
Pausing to see if he’s following along, Thorn waits patiently for any other questions.
THORN
