[There's a rumble of a laugh at that soft touch, he'll never get over just how carefully Arthur tends to treat him. As if he's made of glass and one careless move will send him into shattered bits. So he leans in, gently bites at Arthur's lip and shifts underneath him in a faint effort to get comfortable.]
And here I was thinking we'd play it by ear. [Soft laughter and a kiss. Yeah, okay he couldn't resist using your own words against you, sorry~~~]
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And here I was thinking we'd play it by ear. [Soft laughter and a kiss. Yeah, okay he couldn't resist using your own words against you, sorry~~~]