[ He has to think about it for a moment or two. Lazy makeouts or...
It's easy to remember all that strength, all that heated intent when he's got a bruise bright red on the side of his throat that still aches in a good way. Taylor's careful in how he pulls himself close, hand slipping up to rest against Locus' jaw. ]
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It's easy to remember all that strength, all that heated intent when he's got a bruise bright red on the side of his throat that still aches in a good way. Taylor's careful in how he pulls himself close, hand slipping up to rest against Locus' jaw. ]
I...yeah. Do you?