Eli savors the lingering feel of Michael's kiss, mashing his lips together to keep it a moment longer. His lungs burn for air, and his skin heats at what Michael says. He looks over, at the look on his face and the way he's laid on the bed, and of course Eli wants him too. Wants whatever Michael's asking for tonight. "Alright. We can do that. Definitely," he says, his heart thumping harder in his chest because so many of those distracting daydreams were about exactly this. Getting to touch Michael, making him feel good. That's what he wants.
He's not nervous, but then again his hand feels jittery when he reaches over to unzip Michael's pants. But he easily slips his hand inside, rubbing the front of Michael's underwear. They are laying close enough that Eli can lean forward and press his lips back to Michael's.
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Date: 2014-09-23 11:38 am (UTC)He's not nervous, but then again his hand feels jittery when he reaches over to unzip Michael's pants. But he easily slips his hand inside, rubbing the front of Michael's underwear. They are laying close enough that Eli can lean forward and press his lips back to Michael's.