The thought is ridiculous and desperate and he doesn't care if it's actually possible or not, it's what he wants. He needs to be closer, he needs touch, friction, relief. The hand that lingers on his arm isn't enough. It's a tease, and he cannot take the idea that this will somehow not end the way it needs to. The way he needs it to. So he'll just... have to take matters in hand.
Rather than answering, Jon pushes his weight into the taller man in an attempt to pin him against the trees. He presses close, insinuates himself against the other body, as his hands curl in the fabric of his clothes.]
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The thought is ridiculous and desperate and he doesn't care if it's actually possible or not, it's what he wants. He needs to be closer, he needs touch, friction, relief. The hand that lingers on his arm isn't enough. It's a tease, and he cannot take the idea that this will somehow not end the way it needs to. The way he needs it to. So he'll just... have to take matters in hand.
Rather than answering, Jon pushes his weight into the taller man in an attempt to pin him against the trees. He presses close, insinuates himself against the other body, as his hands curl in the fabric of his clothes.]