[ Under normal circumstances, James Mace kisses the way he does everything else — strong and blunt, with a single-minded focus.
Right now is different. The focus is still there, but it’s a lot less blunt, strength tempered with finesse and gentleness. There’s a tugging hand at his shoulder and Mace goes willingly, using his toes to balance himself so that he doesn’t tip forward and push his weight onto Ian entirely, as much as he wants to. Enjoys the brief spark of challenge in the way Ian licks into his mouth before it turns into curiosity instead, half-lidded eyes watching the way Ian’s expression shifts into concentration.
Uh-uh, he hums into the kiss, noticing the way Ian attempts to push himself up a little, aware of the strain it’ll be putting on his stomach. Right now is all about feeling good, right now they’re both gonna put pain and fear and every last horrible feeling out of their minds, and it’s enough to make Mace break the kiss to murmur, ]
Stay where I put you, huh?
[ Doesn’t intentionally mean it in anything but the literal sense, but it comes out deep and teasing all the same, and when he resumes the kiss, Mace can’t help but adding more force. Just a little, just enough so that when his tongue slides in this time, it stays — touching every soft, hot inch of Ian’s mouth, lingering over sensitive spots.
Brings teeth to the party, too, tilting his head so he can graze the edge of them against Ian’s bottom lip. In Ian’s hair, his fingers rub against his scalp, rhythmic and encouraging, having noticed that he likes the touch. Wanting to see what else he likes. ]
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Right now is different. The focus is still there, but it’s a lot less blunt, strength tempered with finesse and gentleness. There’s a tugging hand at his shoulder and Mace goes willingly, using his toes to balance himself so that he doesn’t tip forward and push his weight onto Ian entirely, as much as he wants to. Enjoys the brief spark of challenge in the way Ian licks into his mouth before it turns into curiosity instead, half-lidded eyes watching the way Ian’s expression shifts into concentration.
Uh-uh, he hums into the kiss, noticing the way Ian attempts to push himself up a little, aware of the strain it’ll be putting on his stomach. Right now is all about feeling good, right now they’re both gonna put pain and fear and every last horrible feeling out of their minds, and it’s enough to make Mace break the kiss to murmur, ]
Stay where I put you, huh?
[ Doesn’t intentionally mean it in anything but the literal sense, but it comes out deep and teasing all the same, and when he resumes the kiss, Mace can’t help but adding more force. Just a little, just enough so that when his tongue slides in this time, it stays — touching every soft, hot inch of Ian’s mouth, lingering over sensitive spots.
Brings teeth to the party, too, tilting his head so he can graze the edge of them against Ian’s bottom lip. In Ian’s hair, his fingers rub against his scalp, rhythmic and encouraging, having noticed that he likes the touch. Wanting to see what else he likes. ]