[It's warm under the covers, and the afternoon light is mellow. It feels safe. Which is maybe why instead of rolling back to his side Harry shifts the opposite way. One leg slips between Tim's, the other at the outside, as he rolls on top.
Harry's hands cup Tim's face as he kisses him, passionate without the immediate desperation from earlier. He pulls away only to kiss down the length of Tim's neck, his hands slipping to run over the impressive expanse of Tim's chest.
It's warm. It's safe. And he's never had the chance to explore someone like this, to marvel at the feeling of bare skin on skin and the taste of someone's sweat.
He squirms lower, mouth finding one of Tim's nipples. His tongue drags over it before he sucks at it, then again when his mouth relaxes. Harry places one ear to Tim's chest, hearing his heartbeat.]
Is this alright?
[More curious than nervous, although the nerves remain.]
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Harry's hands cup Tim's face as he kisses him, passionate without the immediate desperation from earlier. He pulls away only to kiss down the length of Tim's neck, his hands slipping to run over the impressive expanse of Tim's chest.
It's warm. It's safe. And he's never had the chance to explore someone like this, to marvel at the feeling of bare skin on skin and the taste of someone's sweat.
He squirms lower, mouth finding one of Tim's nipples. His tongue drags over it before he sucks at it, then again when his mouth relaxes. Harry places one ear to Tim's chest, hearing his heartbeat.]
Is this alright?
[More curious than nervous, although the nerves remain.]