[Well, at least he knows the option is always there but he's fairly confident he'll be just fine as long as they don't rush anything. And rushing is the last thing he wants to do. What he'd said hadn't been empty words. He wants to feel him, wants every inch of him.
He can see the glow as the light plays softly across the room, getting brighter and then fading again, but he doesn't really know what he's doing and part of him doesn't really care. Instead of paying attention to that, he runs his fingers through Hermes' hair while stealing light little kisses from the corner of his mouth, and then traces the muscles of his neck down to his shoulders, dipping his head to trail kisses along the same path.
He nuzzles his face into Hermes' neck with a low gasp of a groan as he feels his fingers slip into him and he can't help but roll his hips back to push them deeper, pressing his lips to Hermes' neck.]
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He can see the glow as the light plays softly across the room, getting brighter and then fading again, but he doesn't really know what he's doing and part of him doesn't really care. Instead of paying attention to that, he runs his fingers through Hermes' hair while stealing light little kisses from the corner of his mouth, and then traces the muscles of his neck down to his shoulders, dipping his head to trail kisses along the same path.
He nuzzles his face into Hermes' neck with a low gasp of a groan as he feels his fingers slip into him and he can't help but roll his hips back to push them deeper, pressing his lips to Hermes' neck.]