[ The feeling of Dion's tongue against his own is briefly surprising, but only for a second, and to his credit he doesn't flinch away from it. It emboldens him, actually, lets him slip his tongue further against Dion's, pressing just the slightest bit into his mouth as the hand at his partner's back moves to perch on his hip, mirroring the other hand. Not that he really knows what else to do with them, but it seems like as fine a place as any.
But there are certainly no complaints about the gentle massaging of fingers against his scalp. In fact, the sensation of it is what finally draws a soft noise from Joshua, gentle and muted but warm and halfway on its way to being a moan. And it's that sound that makes Joshua realize that perhaps they are a little bit too close to not taking this slowly anymore, at which point he retracts his tongue, parting from the kiss with a heavy, shaky exhale, hovering an inch away from further lip contact but otherwise remaining just as close as he has been. ]
We are playing a dangerous game, I fear.
[ There's a hint of a smile in his voice, breathless as it is. He doesn't fear it at all, really. Founder, he feels almost dizzy, but it's all the more reason to cling to Dion. ]
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But there are certainly no complaints about the gentle massaging of fingers against his scalp. In fact, the sensation of it is what finally draws a soft noise from Joshua, gentle and muted but warm and halfway on its way to being a moan. And it's that sound that makes Joshua realize that perhaps they are a little bit too close to not taking this slowly anymore, at which point he retracts his tongue, parting from the kiss with a heavy, shaky exhale, hovering an inch away from further lip contact but otherwise remaining just as close as he has been. ]
We are playing a dangerous game, I fear.
[ There's a hint of a smile in his voice, breathless as it is. He doesn't fear it at all, really. Founder, he feels almost dizzy, but it's all the more reason to cling to Dion. ]