and yes i've been changing. for me, not for you
It hadn't occurred to Oliver just how confusing he could be and maybe he's lucky that Rance didn't let it change what was going through both of their heads. It could've easily turned into a block, preventing the two of them from going far. Thankfully, Rance wasn't too bothered and was quickly able to respond, despite his prior confusion.
There was an inclination to respond, to request to see what Rance had to offer before it was handed straight to him. Soft lips connected with his and Oliver found himself humming a sound of pleasure. Gods... how long had it been since he kissed someone who wasn't Ascended? Both Ascended men he got to kiss were honestly amazing kissers, but fuck had he missed this. To be able to bring pleasure to another person just through a simple kiss- to hopefully hear the sounds that Rance would hopefully make.
Tilting his head, Oliver found himself moving in closer, closing in the gap between the two and allowing his body to ever so slightly brush up against Rance's. It was still a small bit hard to figure out what to do with his arms, but Oliver tried what he could. A hand gently started to trace up his chest. Realizing that it wouldn't exactly work, Oliver started to move his hand back down his chest before grasping at the waist of his pants before finally pushing his hand under the shirt, allowing his hand to make contact with his flesh.
Fuck was this amazing.
There was an inclination to respond, to request to see what Rance had to offer before it was handed straight to him. Soft lips connected with his and Oliver found himself humming a sound of pleasure. Gods... how long had it been since he kissed someone who wasn't Ascended? Both Ascended men he got to kiss were honestly amazing kissers, but fuck had he missed this. To be able to bring pleasure to another person just through a simple kiss- to hopefully hear the sounds that Rance would hopefully make.
Tilting his head, Oliver found himself moving in closer, closing in the gap between the two and allowing his body to ever so slightly brush up against Rance's. It was still a small bit hard to figure out what to do with his arms, but Oliver tried what he could. A hand gently started to trace up his chest. Realizing that it wouldn't exactly work, Oliver started to move his hand back down his chest before grasping at the waist of his pants before finally pushing his hand under the shirt, allowing his hand to make contact with his flesh.
Fuck was this amazing.
smile for the camera, it's just a shot in the dark
