Oh-- [ That makes so much sense. It's something Charlton absolutely gets and is not opposed to. The 'oh' might be soft realization but Charlton himself is already leaning forward, finding Eliot's lips with his own, and it's only after they start to kiss that he brings a hand up to rest on Eliot's shoulder. ]
[ Eliot just hums against Charlton's lips, bringing his hand up to cup Charlton's jaw while they kiss. He's still pleasantly surprised by how nice it is to kiss Charlton, even if they've done this more than a few times by now, and Eliot settles back against his corner of couch so Charlton can lean into him more. ]
[ It feels perfect, really, and Charlton visibly relaxes into the kiss--he's working on it, how his body tenses out of the strangeness of being touched, even if he does it first. Eliot leans back and the blonde moves forward, enough to be nearly on top of him, eager and pleased to do everything and nothing at once. ]
[ Eliot maneuvers his legs a little so he can stretch out better. He's more than content to just get comfortable and kiss and cuddle, and true to his word, he untucks a little bit of Charlton's shirt so he can slide his hand up the back of it. ]
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