[shouldn't? Couldn't? He sits back a bit, the delicious taste and warmth and pressure still on his lips. He feels like he could just lean forward and breathe him in for eternity. Only....]
We...didn't normally do this, did we? [he can feel himself blush at his own boldness.] How embarrassing. [and sad, because he really wanted to, too]
Should we stop? [because he doesn't want to make the man uncomfortable, but his hands felt so good against his back. He just wanted to keep going. Maybe even enfold his wings around the other to have their own little white world where troublesome memories couldn't dare interfere. But if it was going to be a problem.... He looked hopefully into the man's eyes that he could just see behind the sunglasses]
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We...didn't normally do this, did we? [he can feel himself blush at his own boldness.] How embarrassing. [and sad, because he really wanted to, too]
Should we stop? [because he doesn't want to make the man uncomfortable, but his hands felt so good against his back. He just wanted to keep going. Maybe even enfold his wings around the other to have their own little white world where troublesome memories couldn't dare interfere. But if it was going to be a problem.... He looked hopefully into the man's eyes that he could just see behind the sunglasses]