Mort's mostly grown out of the homophobia from his early life, but traces do remain.
The language is strange, not sexy to him, but not offputting at all. He puts his hand on Nadayaki's head, running his fingers gently over his hair, closing his eyes and just feeling. Letting the man bring him closer, until he's almost to the edge.
"Stop" he gasps. He doesn't want to stop but he thinks about schematics for the robot he built once, seeing the parts in his minds eye until he's not straining any more.
He bends down, takes Nadayaki's face in his hands and kissing him. "My turn."
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Date: 2016-12-05 02:14 am (UTC)The language is strange, not sexy to him, but not offputting at all. He puts his hand on Nadayaki's head, running his fingers gently over his hair, closing his eyes and just feeling. Letting the man bring him closer, until he's almost to the edge.
"Stop" he gasps. He doesn't want to stop but he thinks about schematics for the robot he built once, seeing the parts in his minds eye until he's not straining any more.
He bends down, takes Nadayaki's face in his hands and kissing him. "My turn."