Otabek manages to unlatch his fingers from his thighs, finally, spreading his hand up trembling skin, following the path of lithe muscle.
"Beautiful," it's breathed out, maybe involuntary. It doesn't really seem like a compliment so much as a fact, like many of the things he says. He looks less like he's having sex and more like he's just sort of amazed, eyes gone just a bit wide, expression open but intensely focused. He hasn't even attempted to share his "faerie" line of thought but he looks and feels enchanted, every expression Yuri makes gathered up in amazement.
Watching that fade into the same realm as the growling lust on the motorbike is an education. It's slow, but it starts with fingers holding tight to Yuri's hips, now, before Otabek pushes his own up, gets everything deeper for a moment. Yuri might not have to move much at all, at least at first.
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"Beautiful," it's breathed out, maybe involuntary. It doesn't really seem like a compliment so much as a fact, like many of the things he says. He looks less like he's having sex and more like he's just sort of amazed, eyes gone just a bit wide, expression open but intensely focused. He hasn't even attempted to share his "faerie" line of thought but he looks and feels enchanted, every expression Yuri makes gathered up in amazement.
Watching that fade into the same realm as the growling lust on the motorbike is an education. It's slow, but it starts with fingers holding tight to Yuri's hips, now, before Otabek pushes his own up, gets everything deeper for a moment. Yuri might not have to move much at all, at least at first.