Thomas never fancied himself the kissing sort, certainly not with the hurried trysts and fumblings he's had with other men. Even as a boy, when doe-eyed girls would walk with him home from lessons and might try and cheekily catch him with a peck or two he'd wrinkled his nose at it. But here in the fading warmth of the berth he's happy to kiss and kiss and kiss if it means they can hold onto this moment a little longer.
But reality arrives and they're both up preparing for the day now in a different way. He's just finished up the last of his own buttons when he's pulled in. And fool that he is lingers in the kiss, allows his eyes to close to the one at his forehead, indulges in the strange patter of his heart before he tells himself to breathe.
He could be a kissing sort for this, definitely.
"My pleasure, sir," he murmurs, reaching to smooth his palms over the older man's shirt front, affectionate and caring. "The tea's ready - go have a cuppa, sir, and I'll return with breakfast and any reports made overnight."
Hands linger, pet over his captain's chest one more time before he tugs away and slips out into the great cabin, then out into the corridors, disappearing as he closes the door behind himself.
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But reality arrives and they're both up preparing for the day now in a different way. He's just finished up the last of his own buttons when he's pulled in. And fool that he is lingers in the kiss, allows his eyes to close to the one at his forehead, indulges in the strange patter of his heart before he tells himself to breathe.
He could be a kissing sort for this, definitely.
"My pleasure, sir," he murmurs, reaching to smooth his palms over the older man's shirt front, affectionate and caring. "The tea's ready - go have a cuppa, sir, and I'll return with breakfast and any reports made overnight."
Hands linger, pet over his captain's chest one more time before he tugs away and slips out into the great cabin, then out into the corridors, disappearing as he closes the door behind himself.