Otabek explores immediately, hands flat against Yuri's body, touching everywhere, everything, without any sign of hesitation or restraint. He gets caught up in it, actually, textures and feeling things move under the skin and he's got them fitted together against the wall before Yuri's pulling at his shirt.
His own is discarded without any kind of grace or care. He just pulls off his shirt and flings it somewhere, because what's in front of him is worth entirely more attention-- particularly now that suddenly there's so much skin agains skin. The next kiss is almost ferocious, hungry, and he's dragging Yuri away from the wall and into him by his ass a second later, not really heading for the bed so much as just tugging them off-balance into it's general vicinity.
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Date: 2017-04-14 03:12 pm (UTC)His own is discarded without any kind of grace or care. He just pulls off his shirt and flings it somewhere, because what's in front of him is worth entirely more attention-- particularly now that suddenly there's so much skin agains skin. The next kiss is almost ferocious, hungry, and he's dragging Yuri away from the wall and into him by his ass a second later, not really heading for the bed so much as just tugging them off-balance into it's general vicinity.