it's not what it looks like
"Good and interesting are the same, right? Because I guarantee I'll always give you interesting stories," Ianto assured Remi with a sheepish smile, unaware of when his heart had started beating so quickly but trying not to think about it too hard. His lips parted to say something more when suddenly Remi's mouth was on his, and the fox all but stumbled back into the countertop of the wagon. It was strange - being pinned by Remi's body was definitely giving him all sorts of signals, but he felt himself relax rather than tense with the impatience of lust.
Because it wasn't just lust that moved his tongue and caused a moan to thrum low in his throat (though let it be known that Ianto was very attracted to the hawk). And although his hands were moving in a slow and thorough exploration of the changes to Remi's body, he was content, for tonight, to seal this with a nothing more than a kiss.
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Because it wasn't just lust that moved his tongue and caused a moan to thrum low in his throat (though let it be known that Ianto was very attracted to the hawk). And although his hands were moving in a slow and thorough exploration of the changes to Remi's body, he was content, for tonight, to seal this with a nothing more than a kiss.
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