[ It takes a couple of minutes. Charles has a few dog-related things stashed away, so he isn't leaving his labrador in a random room for the sake of a hook up -- a bowl is filled, water supplied, a few dedicated ear scratches, before he returns.
The doors slides shut behind him, moving around behind Travis, letting his fingertips brush over the horizon of the other man's shoulders as he goes. Intimacy re-established, however lightly. ]
Cheers.
[ That hand reaches for glass, collecting it up as he goes to sit. ]
Now that I've cornered you, I don't mind saying it's been some time since I've done anything like this, [ is said over the top of glass. Factual, as opposed to emotive. His nerves are his own business. ]
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The doors slides shut behind him, moving around behind Travis, letting his fingertips brush over the horizon of the other man's shoulders as he goes. Intimacy re-established, however lightly. ]
Cheers.
[ That hand reaches for glass, collecting it up as he goes to sit. ]
Now that I've cornered you, I don't mind saying it's been some time since I've done anything like this, [ is said over the top of glass. Factual, as opposed to emotive. His nerves are his own business. ]