||If there are any of my lovely new followers who would ever consider interacting with this hot mess of a boy, come to me. Let me love you. Let Q awkwardly love you.
Or annoy you. Annoy is probably a better word.
Srsly tho, hmu. 😏
@RegalInsouciant — kiss to his shoulder. He slid the belt free and let it drop to the floor, that one kiss turning into a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses that curved around the base of Eliot’s throat to the other side.
@RegalInsouciant — hands found their way back to the front of Eliot’s pants, working his belt free without even looking. A breath caught in his throat as his gaze wandered over pale, exposed skin and he couldn’t stop himself from leaning forward to press a —
@RegalInsouciant — kisses.
Anticipation bubbled inside of him and Q groaned softly, unclamping himself from around Eliot’s neck to reach down between them, the very tips of his fingers smoothing along the hem of his trousers before curling just inside, —