[Oh, that's nice. He likes his back being touched. Well, he likes being touched in these sorts of situations anyway, but the small glide of pressure over his back sends small shivers through him. There's a small flicker in his mind, a recognition Scott was just fun to kiss, never mind anything else, but he sets that aside for later.
For now, he focuses on the kisses he leads them through, the alternating between gentle and something just a touch more hungry. His hand still on the back of the couch shifts to Scott's shoulder instead, something more grounding for himself to avoid sticking his fingers in Scott's hair like he's inclined to.
When he feels like Scott's more relaxed and he can feel the kiss-bruised soreness in his lips, Chris' wandering hand slips further and further down to trail across Scott's thigh, then further in to lightly brush between his legs.]
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For now, he focuses on the kisses he leads them through, the alternating between gentle and something just a touch more hungry. His hand still on the back of the couch shifts to Scott's shoulder instead, something more grounding for himself to avoid sticking his fingers in Scott's hair like he's inclined to.
When he feels like Scott's more relaxed and he can feel the kiss-bruised soreness in his lips, Chris' wandering hand slips further and further down to trail across Scott's thigh, then further in to lightly brush between his legs.]