[being loomed over and lavished with appreciative, seemingly-confident affection? yeah, Tek is easy. Robin only has to settle in on his neck for a few seconds before he gets a good, happy writhe out of his friend.
still having a good buzz going, and now mostly wrapped up in the dark, it doesn't take much for Tek to float away from the potential awkwardness of reality again. at least for now, while he doesn't have anything to look at, no gazes to be pinned with, the other senses can take over.
he likes touch. his hands are busy--dragging light nails along the other boy's neck, brushing through his hair, feeling over the shapes of his chest, his ribs. and, when he's really growing to appreciate the weight on top of him, one hand settles on Robin's lower back and compulsively hugs him closer.]
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still having a good buzz going, and now mostly wrapped up in the dark, it doesn't take much for Tek to float away from the potential awkwardness of reality again. at least for now, while he doesn't have anything to look at, no gazes to be pinned with, the other senses can take over.
he likes touch. his hands are busy--dragging light nails along the other boy's neck, brushing through his hair, feeling over the shapes of his chest, his ribs. and, when he's really growing to appreciate the weight on top of him, one hand settles on Robin's lower back and compulsively hugs him closer.]