Adam smirked, just a touch. "I don't like to brag..." He slid his fingers down, undoing Peter's zipper and pushing his pants open, touching very lightly over the fabric inside. He leaned over again, kissing him as he flat of his palm stroked over Peter's stomach. His hips rocked again, a bit more friction.
Rising up to his knees, he let his fingers curl around Peter's waistband. "Lift your hips," he murmured softly against his lips.
(ooc: No worries. I know the feeling utterly. Home sick today, myself, so spacey but around. lol)
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Date: 2008-02-11 07:05 pm (UTC)Rising up to his knees, he let his fingers curl around Peter's waistband. "Lift your hips," he murmured softly against his lips.
(ooc: No worries. I know the feeling utterly. Home sick today, myself, so spacey but around. lol)