[Vil tries to keep a balance, fingers curling into the sheets to ground him while clutching Leona's hair with the thought that he might yank it or scratch at his scalp if he does anything unpleasant. The plan doesn't work particularly well for long, not with Leona laving at his tongue and looking while he kisses him. It feels like a standoff in multiple ways -- who will let up first, who will look away first.
If he could voice his discontent without pulling away, he would. As it is, he retracts his tongue enough to instead nip at Leona's lower lip, shifting on the sheets to better close the distance between their bodies. A little bit of a tug of war, even if the end result seems obvious.]
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Date: 2024-02-16 02:34 am (UTC)If he could voice his discontent without pulling away, he would. As it is, he retracts his tongue enough to instead nip at Leona's lower lip, shifting on the sheets to better close the distance between their bodies. A little bit of a tug of war, even if the end result seems obvious.]