His emotions and feelings are a confusing blur- prior flings and activities had always felt different. This one just felt... right. It wasn't rushed nor was it sudden, it felt nice and in that moment, he felt appreciated. It was nice.
As Henry's hands roam, Oliver basks in the attention given to him. While he wants to do just as much as Henry, it feels as though it would ruin the moment, tangling limbs only stopping them from truly enjoying each other's presence.
Oliver's own excitement is growing and his hand reaches to grab at Henry's waist, wanting to toy around and see how much he could do, but before he could do much Henry was pulling away from the kiss and already Oliver could feel more was to come. Taking in deep breaths, his breath hitches and his grip tightens on the man. A moan leaves his mouth, no efforts made to mask or even try to be quiet at that moment. Leaning in Oliver tries to press kisses to Henry's neck, only being able to do so much due to the constant distractions.
Finding himself unable to speak properly, Oliver momentarily considers using their attuned bond to speak but stops himself. "Fuck- Henry." He breaths in deep and nibbles gently down onto the skin. "Don't waste all the fun."
As Henry's hands roam, Oliver basks in the attention given to him. While he wants to do just as much as Henry, it feels as though it would ruin the moment, tangling limbs only stopping them from truly enjoying each other's presence.
Oliver's own excitement is growing and his hand reaches to grab at Henry's waist, wanting to toy around and see how much he could do, but before he could do much Henry was pulling away from the kiss and already Oliver could feel more was to come. Taking in deep breaths, his breath hitches and his grip tightens on the man. A moan leaves his mouth, no efforts made to mask or even try to be quiet at that moment. Leaning in Oliver tries to press kisses to Henry's neck, only being able to do so much due to the constant distractions.
Finding himself unable to speak properly, Oliver momentarily considers using their attuned bond to speak but stops himself. "Fuck- Henry." He breaths in deep and nibbles gently down onto the skin. "Don't waste all the fun."
let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair
Oliver
