It's a word that has Oswald staring at him for a long beat, lips slightly parted, before he looks away, too distracted when Ed steals a kiss to answer in kind. Of course, he wants nothing more than for Ed to convince him he wouldn't run off someday in search of someone else, and that keeping him wouldn't at all hinge on how often - or how well - he delivered. But he's still left with a vague unease and uncertainty, supposing that this is what others might feel like when their perceptions of themselves and their bodies are challenged. There's only so much headway Ed could hope to make in one day; but it's something, that he feels willing and deserving enough to stay and bask in the pleasures Ed is gently introducing him to.
Sparing a quick glance at his lap, he decides he wants his erection out of the way before anything else; it's hard to fully appreciate and focus on the sensations lighting his live-wire nerves when he can't think much past the urgent, sharpening throb in his cock. He carefully disentangles himself from Ed, holding up his finger as he pushes to his feet.]
Hold that thought, would you? I'll be returning shortly -- there's just some bothersome business that needs tending to. [Whirling around:] Excuse me.
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It's a word that has Oswald staring at him for a long beat, lips slightly parted, before he looks away, too distracted when Ed steals a kiss to answer in kind. Of course, he wants nothing more than for Ed to convince him he wouldn't run off someday in search of someone else, and that keeping him wouldn't at all hinge on how often - or how well - he delivered. But he's still left with a vague unease and uncertainty, supposing that this is what others might feel like when their perceptions of themselves and their bodies are challenged. There's only so much headway Ed could hope to make in one day; but it's something, that he feels willing and deserving enough to stay and bask in the pleasures Ed is gently introducing him to.
Sparing a quick glance at his lap, he decides he wants his erection out of the way before anything else; it's hard to fully appreciate and focus on the sensations lighting his live-wire nerves when he can't think much past the urgent, sharpening throb in his cock. He carefully disentangles himself from Ed, holding up his finger as he pushes to his feet.]
Hold that thought, would you? I'll be returning shortly -- there's just some bothersome business that needs tending to. [Whirling around:] Excuse me.