Angel Dust

It's a dangerous gamble he's playing, even with all the shared looks and words, he knows he's pushing fast. That slower saunter has his briefly worried Val's going to put him back in his place and he'll lose any chance he might've had at this. Still, he doesn't move, looking up at him and nodding softly, breath catching in his throat. That touch has him lifting his chin, exposing more of his neck, fingers finally tugging the tie fully free.

"...in your bed," he repeats with a soft smile, and his fingers shift catch lightly at the waistband of Val's pants.