[ Eiden enjoys kisses - quite a lot even. He should really seek them out more, he tells himself. And he does take the closeness as an opportunity to allow his hand to explore the warm flesh underneath the clothes. His touch is soft, teetering on gentle. He's just starting learning Yuri. What he likes, how he likes to be touched. It's always important to him for his partner to enjoy themselves. He delights in that, even. His other hand, unoccupied now, is placed on the other's hip. He's able to feel the hints of the Yuri's shape even through the fabric.
But he knows Yuri isn't really trying to hide any of that. It'd be a waste if he was. ]
That's only one of the many great uses my tongue has.
[ He doesn't think giving deserved compliments is a waste of it, after all. There's definitely implication in what Eiden says - there always is. Since he liked the first kiss so much, he'll lean in for another. Maybe his tongue is best used not speaking. ]
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But he knows Yuri isn't really trying to hide any of that. It'd be a waste if he was. ]
That's only one of the many great uses my tongue has.
[ He doesn't think giving deserved compliments is a waste of it, after all. There's definitely implication in what Eiden says - there always is. Since he liked the first kiss so much, he'll lean in for another. Maybe his tongue is best used not speaking. ]