[Once Henry tosses the concoction back, Niles leans in quickly, pressing their mouths together. His good hand slides up the back of Henry's neck, keeping him in place while he deepens the kiss and takes his own share of the potion directly back from Henry's mouth. It's sloppy and clumsy, some of the liquid slipping between them and dripping from Niles chin. He pulls his hand back to wipe at his face, keeping the mess from winding up in his chest hair.
As he feels the bond between them open, his side is alight with gratitude, relief, and a simple kind of happiness. He's still purring, and at their feet his tail curls and uncurls with a giddy kind of energy.]
Thank you.
[He wants another kiss. A less goal-oriented kiss. A real kiss. He starts to lean in, but waits, letting the desire now apparent across the bond ask the question for him. Henry might not be a virgin, but the last time things had gotten sexual between them his nerves had been apparent. It's best to let Henry take just what he wants until he figures out his own preferences.]
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As he feels the bond between them open, his side is alight with gratitude, relief, and a simple kind of happiness. He's still purring, and at their feet his tail curls and uncurls with a giddy kind of energy.]
Thank you.
[He wants another kiss. A less goal-oriented kiss. A real kiss. He starts to lean in, but waits, letting the desire now apparent across the bond ask the question for him. Henry might not be a virgin, but the last time things had gotten sexual between them his nerves had been apparent. It's best to let Henry take just what he wants until he figures out his own preferences.]