[tightens his hold on you as you set him carefully down and he shifts his hips gently, sliding you out of him. he nearly slips again once he has both feet under him, his thighs quivering a little and his hands still tight on your shoulders--he manages a breathless laugh when you bite him and gingerly supports his own weight, leaning back against the wall and rubbing slow fingers along the nape of your neck, his free hand wandering slick and slow over your skin]

Date. [his voice is warm even as you saying his name sends faint goosebumps down his spine and a fresh flush over his cheeks. he hasn't heard his given name said like that in... longer than he'd care to remember. so he just tilts his head up and leans in, kissing your mouth gently as his hands come up to cup your face]