[ Ren's eyes narrow and while Hux didn't have doubts, he knows he has his attention. The intensity of his look has his pulse fluttering quick, stirring at the tension he already feels in his stomach. There's a small half motion, a flinch that betrays the other man's desire to do something.
As the pink flush colors his pale face, he lets him stare, fingertips digging into his waist again. Pushing on two bruises that have nearly fully faded but that had felt too nice a day ago. ]
I suppose it was only time before you outed yourself as a voyeur.
[ Though, Ren isn't very good at the look-but-don't-touch game. ]
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Date: 2016-03-21 10:45 pm (UTC)As the pink flush colors his pale face, he lets him stare, fingertips digging into his waist again. Pushing on two bruises that have nearly fully faded but that had felt too nice a day ago. ]
I suppose it was only time before you outed yourself as a voyeur.
[ Though, Ren isn't very good at the look-but-don't-touch game. ]