[ hank chuckles, not above teasing him. there is humor in his eyes, a warmth that he reveals to no one but connor, intimate and private and full of affection. he's feeling those little gestures of affection that connor so sweetly lavishes on him, and he can practically hear the pout even if connor's more dignified than that. he's nuzzling into his fingers, eyes lidding as he enjoys the sweetness of the moment, the fact that he could have this again.
happiness, within his grasp. connor folds into him like he's always belonged there, and he lavishes lazy kisses on the crown of his head, his forehead, sighing softly at connor's kisses in turn. ]
Mouthwash, too. Twice.
[ he can't believe he's compromising on this, it's ridiculous, but it's so connor that he doesn't mind it anyway. ] No jizz.
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[ hank chuckles, not above teasing him. there is humor in his eyes, a warmth that he reveals to no one but connor, intimate and private and full of affection. he's feeling those little gestures of affection that connor so sweetly lavishes on him, and he can practically hear the pout even if connor's more dignified than that. he's nuzzling into his fingers, eyes lidding as he enjoys the sweetness of the moment, the fact that he could have this again.
happiness, within his grasp. connor folds into him like he's always belonged there, and he lavishes lazy kisses on the crown of his head, his forehead, sighing softly at connor's kisses in turn. ]
Mouthwash, too. Twice.
[ he can't believe he's compromising on this, it's ridiculous, but it's so connor that he doesn't mind it anyway. ] No jizz.