[Well, Felix is doing plenty well just acting on instinct, all things considered. Adrian lets go of him just long enough to shrug his pajama shirt all the way off-- and he does just let it slide off to the floor, all laundry now totally forgotten. Truly, Felix has him under a spell.
But it's true, every sound he makes, every movement burrows straight under Adrian's skin in the best kind of way, electric and tingling. Every second they're like this only makes him want Felix more, under him, over him, pressed so impossibly close that they could just fuse into one-- really, the possibilities are endless.
And teach me something is, mmm-- Adrian hums, raising an eyebrow, the quip about how that's not what he usually teaches on the tip of his tongue. He doesn't say it, though, because teaching Felix-- being the one who gets to be by his side while he figures out which intimacies he likes, and how much-- yeah, that's appealing.]
Small, [he nods, gazing at Felix in that same adoring way as always, then over at a spot on the wall as a thoughtful divot creases his brow. It's a serious topic, this sex education. What counts as "small," in this case... Simple and without myriad accessories to prepare, he supposes. Good, because they simply do not have any of that sitting around in the house.
He leans up on one elbow, letting his other hand trail up and down Felix's bare side again.]
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But it's true, every sound he makes, every movement burrows straight under Adrian's skin in the best kind of way, electric and tingling. Every second they're like this only makes him want Felix more, under him, over him, pressed so impossibly close that they could just fuse into one-- really, the possibilities are endless.
And teach me something is, mmm-- Adrian hums, raising an eyebrow, the quip about how that's not what he usually teaches on the tip of his tongue. He doesn't say it, though, because teaching Felix-- being the one who gets to be by his side while he figures out which intimacies he likes, and how much-- yeah, that's appealing.]
Small, [he nods, gazing at Felix in that same adoring way as always, then over at a spot on the wall as a thoughtful divot creases his brow. It's a serious topic, this sex education. What counts as "small," in this case... Simple and without myriad accessories to prepare, he supposes. Good, because they simply do not have any of that sitting around in the house.
He leans up on one elbow, letting his other hand trail up and down Felix's bare side again.]
In that case, hands or mouth?