[Honey]

The feelings of the night prior came back to him when the hand found him, and he couldn't help leaning into both of the touches he received and offer more of is own. One last kiss was pressed firmly to the back of the hand before fingers intertwined themselves and they fell down to the leaves without more than a soft stroking of thumb. The lips pressing at his neck began to graze away and with a quick tilt of his head to rest against the thinly clothes shoulder, he found himself pressing a firm cheek against it while silently endorsing the touches