[Couple activity: forming one whole outfit together. Fun! Or, mm, very good idea, and he'll get to it in a moment— Fenris' hands on him and legs snug around his hips merit another minute or so of indulgence, warm and languid in the most satisfying way. He kisses Fenris' cheek, the corner of his mouth, tenderly against whatever skin he can reach from here.
But alright, he can tug his belt off without having to pull away, dropping it to the floor and sliding both hands back to Fenris' hips. One step at a time, patience is a virtue, etc...]
In a minute, darling. How do you feel...?
[Specifically with this injury, inching his fingers up to brush just below it as light as he can. Hello, how is this, health check time real quick. He's three feet away from some ice if he should get ice? Perhaps?]
Grant me one last moment to fret. [For Now, but shh.]
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But alright, he can tug his belt off without having to pull away, dropping it to the floor and sliding both hands back to Fenris' hips. One step at a time, patience is a virtue, etc...]
In a minute, darling. How do you feel...?
[Specifically with this injury, inching his fingers up to brush just below it as light as he can. Hello, how is this, health check time real quick. He's three feet away from some ice if he should get ice? Perhaps?]
Grant me one last moment to fret. [For Now, but shh.]