blitzcheer: (feel like cryin')
Tidus ([personal profile] blitzcheer) wrote 2021-05-17 04:45 pm (UTC)

[ He's at a loss, a shock that he doesn't know what to do with, along with everything else. The feathering touch that trails from his lips, touching skin and jaw; it doesn't have to be firm for Tidus to be aware of it, the glance he takes away from Inigo's eyes, searching for a hand that he doesn't give himself time to find and see when he looks back to Inigo's face.

Tidus doesn't even dare to swallow. Caught so off-guard, not expecting any of this despite the discussions they've had. But Inigo is so different -- was he thinking about this all day? Has he been thinking about this for a while now? While it's always felt like his idea, his suggestion, his task to ease them into this, to not be the one holding the reins for once makes it hard for Tidus's brain to know what he should be doing, what.

Ah- maybe speaking, for one. Answering Inigo, the warmth of his cheeks - in his entire being - perhaps evident with that shy look worn. ]


I-- ...it's...okay. [ All this is sure putting him in his place; the place he always is, really, despite where he has to fit himself to be the confident one, the one of them that's sure about everything they do. Plenty he could be doing in response with his hands or his body, but what does Tidus know what to be, how to act? But he does reach out with a hand, slipping it in the space to rest on Inigo's side, close to his thigh; some reciprocation of touch for touch, as chaste in comparison it might be. ]

Have you been thinking about it? [ He asks lowly, maybe a touch flirtatious - maybe more so hopeful, searching. That this has been something Inigo's wanted for himself, than just the other guy going along with his ideas as he always does.

Have you been having thoughts about this? Fantasies? ]

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