I, uh. I try. [That takes Wash offguard, cheeks going dark red. He focuses instead on the feeling of Tucker's skin on him, the few points they're attached at, Tucker rubbing his arm gentle.
It's not enough yet. Wash leans in, pressing his lips to Tucker's. His fingers are still playing with the edge of his wing, thumb and forefinger skating against the velvet leather of the membrane.]
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Date: 2016-03-21 04:45 pm (UTC)It's not enough yet. Wash leans in, pressing his lips to Tucker's. His fingers are still playing with the edge of his wing, thumb and forefinger skating against the velvet leather of the membrane.]