[Honestly, there's a level of comfort he has with Connor in these situations he's not sure he'll ever have with others. He can be a little bit of a gremlin, but this feels... natural, almost.]
I'm glad, then.
[Ethan's quick to lift his head when Connor's lips press along his neck, sliding his arms around the taller man's shoulders. It's all slow and easy, and Ethan lets himself relax into just feeling over Connor's form. Some days, it feels like he might have forgotten it altogether, but being here again, he can still follow every curve and shift of perfectly sculpted muscle, familiar and soft under cool fingertips.
Honestly, he could just get lost in the way Connor feels for hours, sex or not.]
[For as perfect as Connor's memory is, he always prefers to be actually holding Ethan than to be simply recalling it. So he appreciates every dip and curve his fingers brush against, every sound Ethan might make as he presses soft kisses to his jaw. Of course his body is far more impatient, and he finds himself trying not to rock against him incase the rough feeling of his jeans is uncomfortable on his bare skin.
Instead he keeps his weight settled, but Ethan will likely feel the eventual press of his cock through his jeans. He can never help it, half of what turns him on is just the anticipation, and he doesn't always need to be touched to be ready.]
So, how would you like to apologise..?
[Connor can work with anything, as long as it's with Ethan.]
[Ethan would laugh if he knew, as he usually would - Connor's one of the most knowledgeable about his particular enjoyment of roughness, and jeans aren't off the list of potential nice feelings, honestly. As such, though, he just runs his fingers through the android's hair as kisses draw along his jaw, a soft sigh escaping his lips.]
Mmn... not a single wish for me? Maybe... you could wear me out a little. Make up for all the times I've left you recently when you might have liked my company.
[Leaning up, he presses his lips to Connor's jaw briefly, completely unbothered by his own nudity at this point.]
I might be getting ahead of myself, but I think I've gotten pretty good at holding back, at least for you. And you can have me however you like, as long as you're over me.
[It'd be a shame, ruining the half-joke they'd laid out up til now.]
[Connor just worries too much about sensations like that, because he doesn't have any idea how pleasant or unpleasant they may be.]
Well, if the only requirement is that I'm over you... I can work with that.
[He nips at his skin before moving to relieve himself of his clothing, too. It gets uncomfortable, having his cock held back the way jeans do. Not painful, Connor can't experience that- but it's certainly frustrating and he'd rather be able to press his skin to Ethan's anyway.
With his clothes out of the way he rocks up against him, looking to start slow.]
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[Honestly, there's a level of comfort he has with Connor in these situations he's not sure he'll ever have with others. He can be a little bit of a gremlin, but this feels... natural, almost.]
I'm glad, then.
[Ethan's quick to lift his head when Connor's lips press along his neck, sliding his arms around the taller man's shoulders. It's all slow and easy, and Ethan lets himself relax into just feeling over Connor's form. Some days, it feels like he might have forgotten it altogether, but being here again, he can still follow every curve and shift of perfectly sculpted muscle, familiar and soft under cool fingertips.
Honestly, he could just get lost in the way Connor feels for hours, sex or not.]
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Instead he keeps his weight settled, but Ethan will likely feel the eventual press of his cock through his jeans. He can never help it, half of what turns him on is just the anticipation, and he doesn't always need to be touched to be ready.]
So, how would you like to apologise..?
[Connor can work with anything, as long as it's with Ethan.]
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Mmn... not a single wish for me? Maybe... you could wear me out a little. Make up for all the times I've left you recently when you might have liked my company.
[Leaning up, he presses his lips to Connor's jaw briefly, completely unbothered by his own nudity at this point.]
I might be getting ahead of myself, but I think I've gotten pretty good at holding back, at least for you. And you can have me however you like, as long as you're over me.
[It'd be a shame, ruining the half-joke they'd laid out up til now.]
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Well, if the only requirement is that I'm over you... I can work with that.
[He nips at his skin before moving to relieve himself of his clothing, too. It gets uncomfortable, having his cock held back the way jeans do. Not painful, Connor can't experience that- but it's certainly frustrating and he'd rather be able to press his skin to Ethan's anyway.
With his clothes out of the way he rocks up against him, looking to start slow.]
Especially if I can have you however I like...