Jul 21
[ grope ] — sender feels up receiver’s ass, clive declan
One minute, he was fairly comfortably going through some work on his laptop, leaning against the kitchen counter rather than dragging himself to the office... The next there was the familiar warmth of a hand sliding down his back and settling on his rear end. A half sound escaping him before he could help it, not having heard the other's approach at all.
"Clive." Less of a warning as he turned his head to look at the other, mostly just a... He didn't know what it was. The hand continued to palm at him, hips pressing back a little int o the contact for a moment. "I was trying to work."