Cooing and arching into Skwisgaar, Toki put his hands on Skwisgaar's shoulders and pulled him closer to kiss him, rough and unrelenting. It was a kiss that he'd been saving up for nearly a year and it left his lips tingling. He moved his hands up and into Skwisgaar's hair, tugging it briefly before he dragged his nails down the other man's chest, light as he could, hitting all the spots he'd memorized. He wanted to make Skwisgaar aware as he could ever be that he was missed.