[Ah...he's being described as a lost puppy now. He's more like a reluctant tourist, a pigeon that became tame by the old woman constantly visiting the pond to feed it bread scraps. JJ'd be doing himself a favor in not goading him as a way of fluffing himself. He thinks to bite him for all of a second.
He doesn't, not yet. He probably won't. He shouldn't have to weigh it as an option soon enough.]
Is that how it felt for you?
[His lips purse, slotted against JJ's once more. He's needy within the kiss, wanting it to last if only because it means he'll be quiet for a bit. A soft noise works into their liplock, a press of tongue finds the seam of his mouth but he won't pry past. There's a lot happening--]
--They were just lent to me.
[Impatience of youth...horiness of youth...whatever. A hand falls to rest in the dip of his back, his other, slightly lower. He may be a gentleman, but he's gotta match this fuckers pace. He's not denying him, not declining the option of going pantsless right now, but he's got a Grown Boy in his lap. Maneuverability's come into question.]
whats a god to a nonbeliever
He doesn't, not yet. He probably won't. He shouldn't have to weigh it as an option soon enough.]
Is that how it felt for you?
[His lips purse, slotted against JJ's once more. He's needy within the kiss, wanting it to last if only because it means he'll be quiet for a bit. A soft noise works into their liplock, a press of tongue finds the seam of his mouth but he won't pry past. There's a lot happening--]
--They were just lent to me.
[Impatience of youth...horiness of youth...whatever. A hand falls to rest in the dip of his back, his other, slightly lower. He may be a gentleman, but he's gotta match this fuckers pace. He's not denying him, not declining the option of going pantsless right now, but he's got a Grown Boy in his lap. Maneuverability's come into question.]
Sit back, would you?
[The query's not without an ass-squeeze.]