[When Tyler moves his hand, Ankari obliges, letting his teeth slip away as well. His wet fingers splay out where they're placed on beneath Tyler's navel. A brief pet through the thicker trailing of hair there, sticky and rough at once. He tilts his head around Tyler's shoulder when turned to, returning a smile for the understated compliment. There's more truth in it than Tyler is letting on, Ankari can gather.]
I'm happy to oblige. [He always want to oblige in another passionate kiss, if this one is almost... lazier. Slower, not building up, but easing down from the high. Ankari keeps himself held snug to Tyler, enjoying the man in his arms more than he could imagine. He's erect again, but there's no urgency about himself. Nothing is on his mind except further doting on Tyler.]
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I'm happy to oblige. [He always want to oblige in another passionate kiss, if this one is almost... lazier. Slower, not building up, but easing down from the high. Ankari keeps himself held snug to Tyler, enjoying the man in his arms more than he could imagine. He's erect again, but there's no urgency about himself. Nothing is on his mind except further doting on Tyler.]