[His sudden intake of breath and smoke ends with him coughing slightly, something he can use to cover up the fact he turns away to hide in his elbow in an attempt to cover both the flush on his own face and the sudden crimson tint of his eyes. He lets them flutter shut, waiting until the loss of control is under wraps again before turning back to Jay, a mischievous glint in those returned cornflower irises.]
New York. Brooklyn, if'n ya wanna get technical. Both of those sound like loads of fun to me. I'm gonna feel a little bad about not being able to return the favor for the second one, but once you're feeling more like yourself ...
[Reaching to remove the now burning filter, he flicks it away and exhales a final time, eyeing the way Jay's hand creeps higher then dips between his legs.] I'll be able to give you the ride of your life, [he adds with the briefest roll of his hips.]
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on 2017-04-21 11:02 am (UTC)New York. Brooklyn, if'n ya wanna get technical. Both of those sound like loads of fun to me. I'm gonna feel a little bad about not being able to return the favor for the second one, but once you're feeling more like yourself ...
[Reaching to remove the now burning filter, he flicks it away and exhales a final time, eyeing the way Jay's hand creeps higher then dips between his legs.] I'll be able to give you the ride of your life, [he adds with the briefest roll of his hips.]