[Yeah, he just kind of has the slowly resurfacing recollection of heat and suction and he gets a tiny thrill of pleasure all the way down his spine to pool in between his legs just from the memory. Whether or not there was also a pair of familiar aviators pressed to the side of his surprisingly sensitive neck during that process rather eludes him, but part of him kind of thinks he already knows the answer to that.
no subject
Fuck.]
Yeah.