[Truly, Palamedes just loves a good bit. So too does he enjoy Choso's willingness to humor him with it, playing along as easily as anything. Wanting him includes his sense of humor, so- lucky, that Choso will pick up what he's putting down. It makes him chuckle, going in for another kiss just as Choso moves him; that kiss winds up pressed next to his nose.
Once he's down on the bed he winds the rest of his tentacles around Choso's back, both up by his shoulder blades and down around his waist. So convenient, again, leaving his human hand free to get his fingers back into Choso's hair, all with the satisfaction of a job well done. He has to war with himself for a moment- part of him wants them pressed close like they were before when they hugged, no hovering, all contact; but the rest of him wants to look him in the face for longer, to do a few teasing things with his eyebrows, that part for the bit.
Wrapping all around him is a compromise Palamedes is willing to make, tilting his chin up to press a kiss against Choso's jaw, then towards the corner of his mouth.]
You'll be the first to know. [ha; a longer kiss then, more wanting, more willing to be so openly wanting, with the feeling out there. A moment's respite from The Bit, lips parting as he shifts experimentally, invitation and desire both.
But he also does have a question, one that can wait until that languid kiss comes to its natural end, murmured,] When is it overwhelming for you?
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Once he's down on the bed he winds the rest of his tentacles around Choso's back, both up by his shoulder blades and down around his waist. So convenient, again, leaving his human hand free to get his fingers back into Choso's hair, all with the satisfaction of a job well done. He has to war with himself for a moment- part of him wants them pressed close like they were before when they hugged, no hovering, all contact; but the rest of him wants to look him in the face for longer, to do a few teasing things with his eyebrows, that part for the bit.
Wrapping all around him is a compromise Palamedes is willing to make, tilting his chin up to press a kiss against Choso's jaw, then towards the corner of his mouth.]
You'll be the first to know. [ha; a longer kiss then, more wanting, more willing to be so openly wanting, with the feeling out there. A moment's respite from The Bit, lips parting as he shifts experimentally, invitation and desire both.
But he also does have a question, one that can wait until that languid kiss comes to its natural end, murmured,] When is it overwhelming for you?