[He's aware it's going to be a serious decision, then. That's good.
He hums his acknowledgement, turning his hand with the palm up so he can take Temenos's touch against his own...
...
After a few moments of silence, his touch shifts, carefully bringing that hand up to his mouth. Not to kiss, but to be held with Temenos's palm facing him, gently nudging the fingers apart with his nose before dragging his tongue up the space between index and middle.
Eyes the color of vibrant dusk stay on Temenos, lidded, craving.]
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He hums his acknowledgement, turning his hand with the palm up so he can take Temenos's touch against his own...
...
After a few moments of silence, his touch shifts, carefully bringing that hand up to his mouth. Not to kiss, but to be held with Temenos's palm facing him, gently nudging the fingers apart with his nose before dragging his tongue up the space between index and middle.
Eyes the color of vibrant dusk stay on Temenos, lidded, craving.]