log: louis and ren
"An appraisal would be of more use to the people who actually own it," Ren pointed out, catching his lower lip for a moment in a bite as he debated moving forward. But he wanted Louis, the blind date who had turned out to be remarkably enjoyable, a man who Ren suspected had some layers to still pull back, and perhaps Ren wanted to get underneath that calm, buttoned up demeanor, and see the man underneath all of it.
He took a step forward, closing the distance between them, there was space, and Louis could step back, but Ren's gaze was intentional, the desire clear there, and he closed the distance enough so that he could kiss him again, his hand reaching out to find the small of Louis' back, to pull him flush against him, so that they were tangled up once more, but not with the slow languor of the waltz behind them. Ren allowed that desire to color his kiss, the way his hand reached for Louis to pull him near, and the breathlessness with which he pulled back, only enough to press lips to Louis jawline.
"There are other things we could do," he suggested.