[His fingers sink lower - down from the soft thudding beneath his jaw - seeping under the hemline of his collar, leather catching roughly over skin that's tacky with heat. It takes little more than a flick of his thumb to displace the clasp of Hux's coat centered just over the jut of his collar bone.
Beyond that, he does not move.]
Your attention. [A spoken answer traded for unspoken thought.]
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Date: 2016-03-21 04:46 am (UTC)Beyond that, he does not move.]
Your attention. [A spoken answer traded for unspoken thought.]