( the bedroom isn't at all functional as a bedroom — it's barely functional as a room, with the chaos nick leaves around it — but he hardly uses it outside of a makeshift study anymore, so nick doesn't seem to mind. he'll probably be annoyed later when he has to shift all that back onto his bed, but for now he just looks pleased with the response. nick always did like showing off a little, after all. )
I'll give you a full demonstration later, don't worry.
( he's too busy now, with leaning in to kiss oliver properly, tugging his chin down lightly to open his mouth up and humming a soft encouraging sound.
nick used to really enjoy magic being wound into sex, and then he very much did not enjoy magic anywhere near it, and these days he lands somewhere in the middle. the light tingling shocks give him pause, but he doesn't tense, doesn't falter. just a brief moment where nick has to touch base with himself — the absolute worst outcome is having some kind of anxiety attack around oliver before he's figured out how to contextualise it, but--it's okay.
it's familiar, like the fit of his hand in nick's is familiar and the sound of his voice is familiar, and it's enough of a relief that nick winds his arm around oliver's shoulders tighter, kisses him harder as a hand goes snaking down to find the hem of the shirt that he's only just put on. )
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I'll give you a full demonstration later, don't worry.
( he's too busy now, with leaning in to kiss oliver properly, tugging his chin down lightly to open his mouth up and humming a soft encouraging sound.
nick used to really enjoy magic being wound into sex, and then he very much did not enjoy magic anywhere near it, and these days he lands somewhere in the middle. the light tingling shocks give him pause, but he doesn't tense, doesn't falter. just a brief moment where nick has to touch base with himself — the absolute worst outcome is having some kind of anxiety attack around oliver before he's figured out how to contextualise it, but--it's okay.
it's familiar, like the fit of his hand in nick's is familiar and the sound of his voice is familiar, and it's enough of a relief that nick winds his arm around oliver's shoulders tighter, kisses him harder as a hand goes snaking down to find the hem of the shirt that he's only just put on. )
You're warm enough now. This is too many clothes.