Re: Dominic and Open
The touch on his wrist had Ernie's stomach tightening in anticipation. This was one of his favourite parts, that razor's edge of want and need held in the simplest of touches, yelling at his body YES in bright, neon lights. He looked over at Dominic and had the slightest moment of hesitation, remembering a drunken snog with his best mate that was never spoken of again. But this was Dominic, not Justin, and Ernie had been very clear about what he wanted. Hopefully there would be no future awkwardness because at that moment, he wanted nothing more than for Dominic to grab him and shag him against the nearest solid surface.
"If we're going to pulverize my brain, then definitely slow build up," he replied, his voice gone a little husky. He slid his hand out from under Dominic's touch to reach out, sliding a finger through the nearest trouser loop, and tugging him closer.