[He pins his lower lip beneath a canine, some front teeth as Lance laps away as vulgarly as possible. Rather than shy away he'll continue the process, flexing his thumb against that separation of his mouth, pausing briefly as contact's made between it and that muscle.]
For letting me be.
[It isn't long at all before he's chasing his thumb with his own mouth, again, which may or may not be gross but Lance seemed to enjoy it earlier. His tongue flicks out naturally, simultaneously at odds with Lance's own and also wiping at some of that frosting himself....hm hm hm.]
no subject
[He pins his lower lip beneath a canine, some front teeth as Lance laps away as vulgarly as possible. Rather than shy away he'll continue the process, flexing his thumb against that separation of his mouth, pausing briefly as contact's made between it and that muscle.]
For letting me be.
[It isn't long at all before he's chasing his thumb with his own mouth, again, which may or may not be gross but Lance seemed to enjoy it earlier. His tongue flicks out naturally, simultaneously at odds with Lance's own and also wiping at some of that frosting himself....hm hm hm.]