See. Works fine, with both of them. Daniel kisses him until he can't do both that and concentrate, and he leans there with his forehead against Louis', his gaze unfocused between them. He has no intention of forcing Louis to act like a frustrated, delicate flower, but he wants to know what the fuck they're doing, and it's important to him not to look at potential injury with a we'll fix it in editing attitude. Always has been. (Well, for his partners. He's always been fine with getting completely fucked up. Sometimes that's part of the fun. And maybe it will be, someday, with them. But that's not what right now is for.)
Careful, not nails on places he's never put nails. He feels Louis physically, and he feels Louis in his head, and he pays attention to both. Probably too much lube, it's been a while, he doesn't fucking know how much anybody needs these days, some guys want an hour of this, some guys could just drop their pants and that's enough preparation. Louis seems impatient enough for the latter, but Daniel's being stubborn.
Not too stubborn. When he believes it in his head, he relents, and gently nips his jaw as he pulls his fingers out, and swears through touching himself to get excess over his aching flesh.
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See. Works fine, with both of them. Daniel kisses him until he can't do both that and concentrate, and he leans there with his forehead against Louis', his gaze unfocused between them. He has no intention of forcing Louis to act like a frustrated, delicate flower, but he wants to know what the fuck they're doing, and it's important to him not to look at potential injury with a we'll fix it in editing attitude. Always has been. (Well, for his partners. He's always been fine with getting completely fucked up. Sometimes that's part of the fun. And maybe it will be, someday, with them. But that's not what right now is for.)
Careful, not nails on places he's never put nails. He feels Louis physically, and he feels Louis in his head, and he pays attention to both. Probably too much lube, it's been a while, he doesn't fucking know how much anybody needs these days, some guys want an hour of this, some guys could just drop their pants and that's enough preparation. Louis seems impatient enough for the latter, but Daniel's being stubborn.
Not too stubborn. When he believes it in his head, he relents, and gently nips his jaw as he pulls his fingers out, and swears through touching himself to get excess over his aching flesh.