[ he exhales at the tug, tilting his face up to catch his wrist with his lips, leaving a lingering kiss. there's a short hesitation when his eyes find q's and he tries to decipher his expression and the man before him. at one point he had considered that he had him all figured out and quickly he learned that q is much more formidable that he expected. funny, a man twenty years younger keeping him on his toes. teaching an old dog new tricks indeed.
his eyes drop and he curves a hand over q's, urging it from his hair to his cheek, tilting it to q's palm, ]
Tell me what you want.
[ he set this up after all, he had to have some plan in motion that he's deftly ruined by wanting too much, too soon. ]
Anything, [ he purrs, those striking blue eyes lifting to catch his gaze again, ] I'll do it.
no subject
his eyes drop and he curves a hand over q's, urging it from his hair to his cheek, tilting it to q's palm, ]
Tell me what you want.
[ he set this up after all, he had to have some plan in motion that he's deftly ruined by wanting too much, too soon. ]
Anything, [ he purrs, those striking blue eyes lifting to catch his gaze again, ] I'll do it.