Post by remy on Jan 2, 2009 17:50:46 GMT 1
Remy wasn't sure that he liked his room-mate standing in front of him, grinning - even though he had already done it probably a dozen times throughout the course of their current conversation. He knew he was on occasion a hypocrite, and he was fine with that. Just as he opened his mouth to question Toby, he felt the other's hands meet his flesh, accompanied by an affirmation. The action caused two reactions, the first of which shut Remy up, the second being that he became quite aware of how hard his lower appendage was pushing against the fabric of his underwear.
He was further pleased when Toby pulled him into what promised to be more intimate contact than Remy would have hoped for the first hour he had met the person who he'd be sharing a room with. Admittedly, Remy did prefer... a slightly more powerful touch, but he'd been in a dry spell for a while, so he couldn't really complain, nor could he afford to be the tease he liked to be every so often. To his way of thinking, being a tease was letting someone know you were interested, just, not at the moment, more of a rain-check than a game.
Listening to Toby continue about his pants, Remy figured he'd give him the answer he wanted, a simple, "So you found out my master p-" He couldn't quite finish the sentence on account of the new, more than welcome contact. It only took a moment before Remy melted into the kiss, returning it while his hands found their way around his apparently new friend, pulling himself in a little tighter. He then parted his lips ever-so-slightly, inviting Toby for more, unmistakably so, because he also turned his back to the bed, attempting to pull Toby onto it as he lowered himself onto the plush surface.
He was further pleased when Toby pulled him into what promised to be more intimate contact than Remy would have hoped for the first hour he had met the person who he'd be sharing a room with. Admittedly, Remy did prefer... a slightly more powerful touch, but he'd been in a dry spell for a while, so he couldn't really complain, nor could he afford to be the tease he liked to be every so often. To his way of thinking, being a tease was letting someone know you were interested, just, not at the moment, more of a rain-check than a game.
Listening to Toby continue about his pants, Remy figured he'd give him the answer he wanted, a simple, "So you found out my master p-" He couldn't quite finish the sentence on account of the new, more than welcome contact. It only took a moment before Remy melted into the kiss, returning it while his hands found their way around his apparently new friend, pulling himself in a little tighter. He then parted his lips ever-so-slightly, inviting Toby for more, unmistakably so, because he also turned his back to the bed, attempting to pull Toby onto it as he lowered himself onto the plush surface.