[Of course... asking Will to strip means he has to move off of Cor, making the younger man whine at the loss of contact. Will lays out beside him and Cor shifts onto his side slightly, laying back against Regis' chest. Those vibrant blue eyes never leave Will even as he arches back against his King. One arm reaches back over his head, past him to delve into Reggie's hair again.]
So pretty...
[He pillows his head on his own arm, tucked up underneath him, stretching out so that Regis can have free access to his neck, his shoulder, his ear... anything he wants. Whether that is more kisses on sun kissed skin or just the opportunity to narrate Will's beauty for him. As long as he can feel him, hear him, Cor will do anything he wants.]
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So pretty...
[He pillows his head on his own arm, tucked up underneath him, stretching out so that Regis can have free access to his neck, his shoulder, his ear... anything he wants. Whether that is more kisses on sun kissed skin or just the opportunity to narrate Will's beauty for him. As long as he can feel him, hear him, Cor will do anything he wants.]