[He's silent for a long time, trying to think how to word this, finally closing his eyes and leaning his head back against the door. It's not that he's not incredibly embarrassed and dying a little, he is, but also, being sincere and romantic is just his natural comfort zone, so his voice doesn't even sound flustered.]
I told you my fantasies aren't quite as detailed. But... I guess one thing I think about a lot is just... You. What touching you would be like, or what you might sound like when I make you feel good. What expression do you make when you're not being a shithead and are actually just too into it to have your guard up.
I think about it being your hands touching me, not mine, and I think about the way kissing you feels.
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I told you my fantasies aren't quite as detailed. But... I guess one thing I think about a lot is just... You. What touching you would be like, or what you might sound like when I make you feel good. What expression do you make when you're not being a shithead and are actually just too into it to have your guard up.
I think about it being your hands touching me, not mine, and I think about the way kissing you feels.