[ even when crais answers him he doesn't take it as face value, clearly watching him, listening for any slurring or any inability to form his words, watching his eyes. he is definitely a little glassy-eyed, but there is a confidence to his tone. he watches him take a breath or two before he seems satisfied, leaning down again to nip sharply at his lower lip with his teeth. ]
Good.
[ and he punctuates it with his hand sliding down between them, rolling his palm over the bulge of crais' cock through his clothing.
maybe in the future he'd be more willing to push that even further, but leaving crais unable to coherently speak would be an issue until wash knows him well enough to read the subtleties of his condition. he might learn quickly, but he won't make assumptions -- for now he expects that crais will remain coherent. he can feel how much crais is wavering and how much he's relying on his support to stand as he holds him, and he gauges that he'll stay upright on his own. for a while. and then he might not.
which makes it, of course, entirely pragmatic for wash to force him down to his knees, easily and smoothly with precisely applied pressure with one hand against his upper back. that same hand slides up -- a little careful around those scars at the back of his neck, just skipping over the deep scar at the center -- and then moving up to tangle his fingers through his hair, tugging, pulling his face against his thigh. ]
There's a few more things I need to prepare. [ namely, he's identified that there's good rope. but it shouldn't be too surprising that wash is the type who knows exactly what he wants to do, exactly what he needs, and wants it all laid out and on-hand and ready. ] By the time I've everything I need, I want you to be undressed and ready for me. Don't make a mess.
[ fully undressed and back on his knees and without clothes strewn everywhere, please and thank you. wash expects that it will take a little while for that heat to fully settle in, that it'll probably uptick a bit more from what crais is feeling now. it is very much a direction and also a bit of a test for wash to gauge if his coordination is affected enough for just undressing to be difficult. he'll wait for crais to acknowledge his directions before he'll pull away, turning to leave him to it as he retrieves everything he needs. no browsing, either, its like he already knows how much he wants and where it all is, like he's formulated a very precise plan already. because he has. ]
no subject
Good.
[ and he punctuates it with his hand sliding down between them, rolling his palm over the bulge of crais' cock through his clothing.
maybe in the future he'd be more willing to push that even further, but leaving crais unable to coherently speak would be an issue until wash knows him well enough to read the subtleties of his condition. he might learn quickly, but he won't make assumptions -- for now he expects that crais will remain coherent. he can feel how much crais is wavering and how much he's relying on his support to stand as he holds him, and he gauges that he'll stay upright on his own. for a while. and then he might not.
which makes it, of course, entirely pragmatic for wash to force him down to his knees, easily and smoothly with precisely applied pressure with one hand against his upper back. that same hand slides up -- a little careful around those scars at the back of his neck, just skipping over the deep scar at the center -- and then moving up to tangle his fingers through his hair, tugging, pulling his face against his thigh. ]
There's a few more things I need to prepare. [ namely, he's identified that there's good rope. but it shouldn't be too surprising that wash is the type who knows exactly what he wants to do, exactly what he needs, and wants it all laid out and on-hand and ready. ] By the time I've everything I need, I want you to be undressed and ready for me. Don't make a mess.
[ fully undressed and back on his knees and without clothes strewn everywhere, please and thank you. wash expects that it will take a little while for that heat to fully settle in, that it'll probably uptick a bit more from what crais is feeling now. it is very much a direction and also a bit of a test for wash to gauge if his coordination is affected enough for just undressing to be difficult. he'll wait for crais to acknowledge his directions before he'll pull away, turning to leave him to it as he retrieves everything he needs. no browsing, either, its like he already knows how much he wants and where it all is, like he's formulated a very precise plan already. because he has. ]