[he weighs this one for a moment, giving it consideration, fingers still idly playing at Tek's side. eventually, with his mind occupied, the rest of him is driven by impulse, and his impulse is to slither in closer; he moves so that he can feel more of the other against his body, encouraging him to to the same with a gentle nudge against the small of his back.
their faces are so close that they practically touch, and he finds it much easier to look down at his friend's neck and collar, framed elegantly in one of his shirts.
he sounds pleased, despite his small concern:]
It would, though I might find it a little hard to believe.
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[he weighs this one for a moment, giving it consideration, fingers still idly playing at Tek's side. eventually, with his mind occupied, the rest of him is driven by impulse, and his impulse is to slither in closer; he moves so that he can feel more of the other against his body, encouraging him to to the same with a gentle nudge against the small of his back.
their faces are so close that they practically touch, and he finds it much easier to look down at his friend's neck and collar, framed elegantly in one of his shirts.
he sounds pleased, despite his small concern:]
It would, though I might find it a little hard to believe.