08.Aug.18, 12:34 AM
The way T’bia put his arms around M’dox and rested against his head honestly helped M’dox steady himself. For one, it was nice, but it was also rather grounding and made him feel safe. He liked it. M’dox stayed where he was, comfortable in the moment, until T’bia started moving and apologized. Confused, M’dox leaned back to get a better look at T’bia.
“What for?” He asked, unsure. Did T’bia think he was upset? Was that why he was apologizing? Was there something else? M’dox wasn’t sure, but a moment later T’bia’s nervous shifting gave him a better idea, as his position change resulted in something pressing against his stomach. Oh. Oh. The realization had M’dox blushing nearly as red as T’bia himself. Well, that answered part of it. But M’dox still wasn’t sure what T’bia was apologizing for. Did he think M’dox wasn’t interested in him like that? Because that was not the impression M’dox was hoping to give at all, because he was, in fact, very interested. M’dox thought he might prefer to wait a little bit, but he was! Or maybe it was T’bia who didn’t want him and he was apologizing for his body showing an interest he didn’t actually have. That was worse, actually, because M’dox figured he could convince T’bia that he was interested in T'bia, but if T’bia didn’t want to have sex with him, M’dox didn’t think he could change that. He wasn’t the type of person to push, he would just nod and never bring it up again. But he wanted T’bia to want him! He liked T’bia!
Very slowly M’dox reached up to put a hand on T’bia’s cheek, and gently turned his friend’s head to look at him better. “T’bia?” He asked quietly, trying very hard not to frown in concern. That would worry T’bia! But M’dox was starting to worry himself, and he wanted to know for sure what T’bia was saying sorry for. If T’bia was worrying that he’d upset him, M’dox could reassure him. If it was something else, well, M’dox wanted to know that too. Especially considering all the shifting around in his lap T’bia was doing was, well, doing things to him, and if T’bia getting hard was a problem for some reason, him getting hard too probably wouldn’t help the situation. This was all so complicated, M’dox thought. He just wanted to kiss the boy he liked and not ruin things!
“What for?” He asked, unsure. Did T’bia think he was upset? Was that why he was apologizing? Was there something else? M’dox wasn’t sure, but a moment later T’bia’s nervous shifting gave him a better idea, as his position change resulted in something pressing against his stomach. Oh. Oh. The realization had M’dox blushing nearly as red as T’bia himself. Well, that answered part of it. But M’dox still wasn’t sure what T’bia was apologizing for. Did he think M’dox wasn’t interested in him like that? Because that was not the impression M’dox was hoping to give at all, because he was, in fact, very interested. M’dox thought he might prefer to wait a little bit, but he was! Or maybe it was T’bia who didn’t want him and he was apologizing for his body showing an interest he didn’t actually have. That was worse, actually, because M’dox figured he could convince T’bia that he was interested in T'bia, but if T’bia didn’t want to have sex with him, M’dox didn’t think he could change that. He wasn’t the type of person to push, he would just nod and never bring it up again. But he wanted T’bia to want him! He liked T’bia!
Very slowly M’dox reached up to put a hand on T’bia’s cheek, and gently turned his friend’s head to look at him better. “T’bia?” He asked quietly, trying very hard not to frown in concern. That would worry T’bia! But M’dox was starting to worry himself, and he wanted to know for sure what T’bia was saying sorry for. If T’bia was worrying that he’d upset him, M’dox could reassure him. If it was something else, well, M’dox wanted to know that too. Especially considering all the shifting around in his lap T’bia was doing was, well, doing things to him, and if T’bia getting hard was a problem for some reason, him getting hard too probably wouldn’t help the situation. This was all so complicated, M’dox thought. He just wanted to kiss the boy he liked and not ruin things!