Hands carress his thighs and he lets out a hum of approval, chills tingling down his spine at the sudden contact. If he was already getting this excited then hell- this would be a damn fun ride. Potentially literally (although, it wasn't exactly what he wanted...)
His sweater is removed and he stares at Henry, basking in the attention he was receiving. The touch at his waist caused him to straighten up somewhat, appreciating the touch and trying to give the man more opportunities. Otherwise, he remains quiet for the time being, watching and waiting for Henry to react.
And he gives him exactly what he wanted. A hand moves to the back of Henry's neck, holding him close but leaving it so the man could easily pull away if needed. Biting down on his lip, Oliver hums in pleasure, his knees tightening around Henry ever so slightly. His free hand moves to work on Henry's top, attempting to unbutton his shirt as best as he could with his non-dominant hand. It wasn't great, but he didn't want any help for now. Fuck no, Henry had other things to worry about.
His sweater is removed and he stares at Henry, basking in the attention he was receiving. The touch at his waist caused him to straighten up somewhat, appreciating the touch and trying to give the man more opportunities. Otherwise, he remains quiet for the time being, watching and waiting for Henry to react.
And he gives him exactly what he wanted. A hand moves to the back of Henry's neck, holding him close but leaving it so the man could easily pull away if needed. Biting down on his lip, Oliver hums in pleasure, his knees tightening around Henry ever so slightly. His free hand moves to work on Henry's top, attempting to unbutton his shirt as best as he could with his non-dominant hand. It wasn't great, but he didn't want any help for now. Fuck no, Henry had other things to worry about.
let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair
Oliver
