[There it is again, a pause. Why does that keep happening? Riddle has half a mind to ask Floyd at the end of this... if he's even aware he's doing it.
Another soft noise escapes when the kiss is deepened further, little hints of pleasure daring to sneak out of his throat.
And then it's broken, and he wishes it hadn't, because he feels like it's the only thing keeping him from...
... well. Doing exactly what Floyd's asking. He swallows.]
Go ahead.
[His breath is too unsteady right now, and he hates that. Hates that this is all... so much, when it's clear people like Floyd have never had anything close to resembling a problem like his.
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Another soft noise escapes when the kiss is deepened further, little hints of pleasure daring to sneak out of his throat.
And then it's broken, and he wishes it hadn't, because he feels like it's the only thing keeping him from...
... well. Doing exactly what Floyd's asking. He swallows.]
Go ahead.
[His breath is too unsteady right now, and he hates that. Hates that this is all... so much, when it's clear people like Floyd have never had anything close to resembling a problem like his.
He closes his eyes. Stop thinking. Stop...]