[ at the very least, he's picked someone who doesn't intend to hurt him. well, not unless he asks for it.
focused on pulling over abel, he misses him trip, but it's saved with the softness of the bed. mccree moves onto the bed as well, pressing his mouth against abel's again. he nips at his bottom lip gently, not enough to open old wounds.
his hands aren't still, instead reaching down to start unwinding his toga, pulling back fabric like he's unwrapping a present he's particularly excited for. once he's done, he pulls back to look over abel hungrily, with a smirk before he leans down to press an open mouthed kiss to his neck, beard tickling the skin there. ]
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focused on pulling over abel, he misses him trip, but it's saved with the softness of the bed. mccree moves onto the bed as well, pressing his mouth against abel's again. he nips at his bottom lip gently, not enough to open old wounds.
his hands aren't still, instead reaching down to start unwinding his toga, pulling back fabric like he's unwrapping a present he's particularly excited for. once he's done, he pulls back to look over abel hungrily, with a smirk before he leans down to press an open mouthed kiss to his neck, beard tickling the skin there. ]