[ 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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