The last thing he expects is for Vasquez to stop him, and he freezes for an instant, at a complete loss for how to proceed.
The obvious thing would be to ignore Vasquez, of course; Faraday had already thrown himself into this thing headlong, as he tended to do with most things, and his cavalier attitude had spurred him on this far to a surprising amount of success, but—
Now that Vasquez is giving him the choice, he isn’t entirely sure. A part of Faraday worries that working Vasquez with his hand is going to be nowhere near as satisfying as Vasquez’s mouth had been for Faraday, but he’s not entirely ready to commit to getting to his knees for the other man, just yet. The way the other man mouths at his throat drives him to distraction. The hand still in Vasquez’s hair tightens a little, until he smooths back to cup the back of his head. He licks his lips, tipping his own head back to give Vasquez more space to work.
“What’re you gonna do, then?” Faraday croaks out. Vasquez’s beard is rough against his neck as the other man kisses him, but Faraday is still surprised to find that he likes it. “I’m s’posed to just leave you hangin’?”
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Date: 2018-02-03 12:55 am (UTC)The obvious thing would be to ignore Vasquez, of course; Faraday had already thrown himself into this thing headlong, as he tended to do with most things, and his cavalier attitude had spurred him on this far to a surprising amount of success, but—
Now that Vasquez is giving him the choice, he isn’t entirely sure. A part of Faraday worries that working Vasquez with his hand is going to be nowhere near as satisfying as Vasquez’s mouth had been for Faraday, but he’s not entirely ready to commit to getting to his knees for the other man, just yet. The way the other man mouths at his throat drives him to distraction. The hand still in Vasquez’s hair tightens a little, until he smooths back to cup the back of his head. He licks his lips, tipping his own head back to give Vasquez more space to work.
“What’re you gonna do, then?” Faraday croaks out. Vasquez’s beard is rough against his neck as the other man kisses him, but Faraday is still surprised to find that he likes it. “I’m s’posed to just leave you hangin’?”