[ it does feel luxurious, like an indulgence, to go slow, to take their time, not to fumble but to move deliberately, with purpose and intention. (the fumbling on the planet had been intentional as well, of course, but in a very different way. it had been joyful, too, but in a different way. no less wonderful for it, but less languid than this.)
william laughs and thomas finds himself smiling in return, a small and soft thing, held safely between them, between their lips, before that, too, is lost in another kiss. between the two of them, it does not take long to divest william of his shirt and then thomas is free to explore naked skin, to let his fingers linger. ]
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william laughs and thomas finds himself smiling in return, a small and soft thing, held safely between them, between their lips, before that, too, is lost in another kiss. between the two of them, it does not take long to divest william of his shirt and then thomas is free to explore naked skin, to let his fingers linger. ]