Slowly slowly, the Cat tries to remind himself, despite feeling a wonderful little thrill shoot across his nerves at the sound and sensation of Edwin's soft groan against his mouth.
He really is beautifully tangible right now, as solid as a flesh and blood body though perhaps lacking the warmth, and the Cat is half tempted to jokingly suggest (once they've separated, of course) that they meet up closer to the ley line's vein in future so that the Cat can really come to terms with how far this physicality goes... but it's hard to give the future much thought at all when any time beyond this one means a finality to this kiss.
He breathes slowly through his nose, golden eyes flickering shut, warm breath ghosting between the seams of their lips. Edwin is holding him closer, pressing precise fingers against his scalp, not pushing him away on a claim that this is too much to take all at once or reiterating his one kiss rule-- The Cat wants to kiss him deeper, find out if he tastes like anything at all... but perhaps that would spook Edwin into cutting things short, so he merely pulls softly and then releases his lower lip, replacing it with his own between both of Edwin's — as if to show him reciprocation is just as fun as experiencing it is — while his hands slide up a little further, to lightly brush fingertips over the fine angle of Edwin's jaw.
will i remember to not use bracket tags when i post this, only time will tell
He really is beautifully tangible right now, as solid as a flesh and blood body though perhaps lacking the warmth, and the Cat is half tempted to jokingly suggest (once they've separated, of course) that they meet up closer to the ley line's vein in future so that the Cat can really come to terms with how far this physicality goes... but it's hard to give the future much thought at all when any time beyond this one means a finality to this kiss.
He breathes slowly through his nose, golden eyes flickering shut, warm breath ghosting between the seams of their lips. Edwin is holding him closer, pressing precise fingers against his scalp, not pushing him away on a claim that this is too much to take all at once or reiterating his one kiss rule-- The Cat wants to kiss him deeper, find out if he tastes like anything at all... but perhaps that would spook Edwin into cutting things short, so he merely pulls softly and then releases his lower lip, replacing it with his own between both of Edwin's — as if to show him reciprocation is just as fun as experiencing it is — while his hands slide up a little further, to lightly brush fingertips over the fine angle of Edwin's jaw.