[ simple as that. juno swallows, and it hangs in his throat, breath a little tight in his chest as he glances from the shut door to connor standing in front of him, hand hovering. juno takes a measured step closer, letting go of both sides of his robe and allowing it to hang loose and open, which feels a little more exposing than he means for it to.
but he's already here, right? already this far?
he reaches out and takes connor's hands, both of them, without any kind of prompting. he's taking too long and juno's skin is prickling with anticipation, a vague memory of what connor's fingertips feel like ghosting over his skin, demanding. one hand on his hip where the robe gathers until connor's fingers, the other hand on his chest, where the dip of the bralette spreads over his chest. ]
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[ simple as that. juno swallows, and it hangs in his throat, breath a little tight in his chest as he glances from the shut door to connor standing in front of him, hand hovering. juno takes a measured step closer, letting go of both sides of his robe and allowing it to hang loose and open, which feels a little more exposing than he means for it to.
but he's already here, right? already this far?
he reaches out and takes connor's hands, both of them, without any kind of prompting. he's taking too long and juno's skin is prickling with anticipation, a vague memory of what connor's fingertips feel like ghosting over his skin, demanding. one hand on his hip where the robe gathers until connor's fingers, the other hand on his chest, where the dip of the bralette spreads over his chest. ]
Don't be shy about it.