[His voice has dropped an octave, because Trevor isn't fooling anyone. If he was going to protest, he would have shoved him out of his lap by now.
His hands slide up, delicate fingers tracing up his chest, sliding up his neck, until he sets them lightly against his jawline. He's delightfully scruffy, in bad need of a shave. His breath smells a little of alcohol (and there's a warning in the back of his mind, a hideous little thought that says that he's setting himself up for pain if Trevor is drunk). And yet somehow, impossibly, he's attracted to him.]
Well. If that's so, you might as well go out on a positive note.
[He tips his head up slowly, telegraphing his movements as deliberately as he can. He's retracted his fangs for the moment, and so it's with a decidedly human mouth he kisses Trevor, the movement firm but not overwhelming.]
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[His voice has dropped an octave, because Trevor isn't fooling anyone. If he was going to protest, he would have shoved him out of his lap by now.
His hands slide up, delicate fingers tracing up his chest, sliding up his neck, until he sets them lightly against his jawline. He's delightfully scruffy, in bad need of a shave. His breath smells a little of alcohol (and there's a warning in the back of his mind, a hideous little thought that says that he's setting himself up for pain if Trevor is drunk). And yet somehow, impossibly, he's attracted to him.]
Well. If that's so, you might as well go out on a positive note.
[He tips his head up slowly, telegraphing his movements as deliberately as he can. He's retracted his fangs for the moment, and so it's with a decidedly human mouth he kisses Trevor, the movement firm but not overwhelming.]