{ for perhaps once in his life is mind is absolutely blank, eyes blinking open and vision blurred as his eyes are wet, having squeezed his eyes shut so tight and being so unprepared for what thoma's mouth on him would do to him.
all he can do it lay there and breathe, breathe hitching with every lap of the other's tongue on his skin. he can't even speak still, mouth slack and chest heaving.
it's a blind attempt when his hand shifts to try and reach for the top of thoma's head, trying to pet at his hair as a wordless encouragement. }
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all he can do it lay there and breathe, breathe hitching with every lap of the other's tongue on his skin. he can't even speak still, mouth slack and chest heaving.
it's a blind attempt when his hand shifts to try and reach for the top of thoma's head, trying to pet at his hair as a wordless encouragement. }