[It's a quiet tragedy waiting to unfold, but Lucas certainly isn't going to be the first one to look it in the eye. He much prefers this - the ability to focus on the here and now, even if it may end so soon.
As Scien's hand wanders, Lucas will let his hand mirror the path, moving to tug up his shirt so he can run his fingers along the small of his back and feel his way up his spine. Even now, he's still cautious - even though the violence is so far below surface, and his limbs feel heavy enough that it would take effort to do true harm. But be enjoys the feel of it, anyway. The warmth and the softness, all the way until his fingers run up and over his shoulder, where they can hook there and rest comfortably for a moment.
There's still softness in his expression, even with the mischief, even as the hunger in him shows its tooth again. He closes the small gap between them in another kiss, and another, tender and wanting. His other hand rises so his fingers can thread through Scien's hair, and there's the softest little laugh.]
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As Scien's hand wanders, Lucas will let his hand mirror the path, moving to tug up his shirt so he can run his fingers along the small of his back and feel his way up his spine. Even now, he's still cautious - even though the violence is so far below surface, and his limbs feel heavy enough that it would take effort to do true harm. But be enjoys the feel of it, anyway. The warmth and the softness, all the way until his fingers run up and over his shoulder, where they can hook there and rest comfortably for a moment.
There's still softness in his expression, even with the mischief, even as the hunger in him shows its tooth again. He closes the small gap between them in another kiss, and another, tender and wanting. His other hand rises so his fingers can thread through Scien's hair, and there's the softest little laugh.]
I'll show you only my best.
[GUOBA GUOBA GOOBY CATHOLICISM.]