Sasan's underwear, oddly enough, was one thing he didn't plan at all today. He just wore his most comfortable pair of black boxer-briefs. Clearly, he wasn't intending on taking clothes off today. Jim did look amazing, of course- Sasan wasn't expecting anything else. As close as they were, Sasan only got glimpses of muscles and other definition, and it was delicious that way.

When he got permission to kiss, Sasan laughed with a quiet, breathy tone. "Okay, but if I hurt your lip again, I'll stop." He leaned in and started with Jim's cheek, cupping the Alpha's face in his hands. He moved slowly and methodically to Jim's lips. He wouldn't linger there (not unless Jim wanted him to), but he wanted to taste those lips again.

Sasan promised himself he wouldn't let this go too far. Jim had said they should wait till tomorrow before they tried again. And Jim was probably farther gone than he was, drinking-wise. But Sasan just couldn't resist that face when given permission, for the moment.