[Joseph has to let go of Caesar when Caesar swaps their positions, and, okay, it's not the worst thing in the world because Caesar's still kissing him at least. But Joseph doesn't feel satisfied until Caesar really starts to settle over him and there's a hand holding his wrist — but not both so Joseph can run a hand along Caesar's side and back just to touch for the simple sake of touching — and there's another hand moving up his thigh and— oh God. As Caesar's fingers trail along Joseph's thigh, he shifts helplessly into the touch with a small noise. But when he feels Caesar cupping him through his pants, Joseph's breathing hitches and he's glad that Caesar doesn't immediately kiss him because he doesn't think he could do it.]
[Hell, he can barely kiss back even once Caesar does get around to it again, but he manages it while he debates whether or not he actually wants his heart to stop pounding so much. Caesar's talking though so it gives him something else — albeit temporarily — to focus on while Caesar is tugging his belt loose. Oh, but that doesn't help. Joseph tugs his wrist free so he can get a hand in Caesar's hair again while they kiss. Because foolishly he thinks that kissing Caesar will somehow help him settle back down, but it does very little to do that when he's kissing Caesar as desperately as he is. Joseph breaks the kiss off, resting his forehead against Caesar's.]
Okay, yeah... [he breathes before he kisses Caesar again, his fingers slipping out of his hair and along his jaw. Joseph's heart's still pounding and he doesn't think it's going to get any better anytime soon, but it's not such a bad thing. And he knows what he wants and he knows he trusts Caesar with everything. Joseph nips at Caesar's lip.] Yeah.
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[Hell, he can barely kiss back even once Caesar does get around to it again, but he manages it while he debates whether or not he actually wants his heart to stop pounding so much. Caesar's talking though so it gives him something else — albeit temporarily — to focus on while Caesar is tugging his belt loose. Oh, but that doesn't help. Joseph tugs his wrist free so he can get a hand in Caesar's hair again while they kiss. Because foolishly he thinks that kissing Caesar will somehow help him settle back down, but it does very little to do that when he's kissing Caesar as desperately as he is. Joseph breaks the kiss off, resting his forehead against Caesar's.]
Okay, yeah... [he breathes before he kisses Caesar again, his fingers slipping out of his hair and along his jaw. Joseph's heart's still pounding and he doesn't think it's going to get any better anytime soon, but it's not such a bad thing. And he knows what he wants and he knows he trusts Caesar with everything. Joseph nips at Caesar's lip.] Yeah.