This town will never change, People come and go, it's all the same
Henry lets Oliver's sweet hums of approval guide him further into wherever this leads; if this is what the other man wants, then this is what Henry will give him. The pressure around his body as Oliver leans in, holds him there, it opens up Henry's senses. Everything else fades into second place as the tension amplifies, and suddenly there's no one and nothing else he wants more right now. He sinks his lips in against the soft skin of Oliver's neck right before he feels inept fingers toying at his shirt.
If Oliver thought Henry would let him fumble around, he's mistaken. Henry pulls back only enough to help, but as he unclasps the buttons, he leans forward to take Oliver's lips with his again, using his nose to gently tilt the other man's head. He can multitask, after all. This time there won't be any hesitation but a sure, burning want.
By the end of it, his shirt is undone. It's tossed to the side with vague annoyance as if it's done nothing but get in the way this whole time. An excited, half-grin brightens the lust in Henry's eyes as he lays himself bare-chested.
There's an animalistic curl of his lip as he goes in again, this time more tightly pulling Oliver in as he pulls them back in against the pillows, letting one of his hands tangle in those blonde curls to prompt another kiss.
If Oliver thought Henry would let him fumble around, he's mistaken. Henry pulls back only enough to help, but as he unclasps the buttons, he leans forward to take Oliver's lips with his again, using his nose to gently tilt the other man's head. He can multitask, after all. This time there won't be any hesitation but a sure, burning want.
By the end of it, his shirt is undone. It's tossed to the side with vague annoyance as if it's done nothing but get in the way this whole time. An excited, half-grin brightens the lust in Henry's eyes as he lays himself bare-chested.
There's an animalistic curl of his lip as he goes in again, this time more tightly pulling Oliver in as he pulls them back in against the pillows, letting one of his hands tangle in those blonde curls to prompt another kiss.
HENRY
