"Well, that's a relief," Ford murmurs. "It's good to know you can't account for everything."
He's still kind of continuing that slow forward movement, keeping faces intimately close. It's like a hair away from nuzzling, and only isn't because Bill's surface is very hard and Ford's glasses are in the way.
He kind of wants to do it again, and if the way his eyes keep dropping to Bill's lower eyelid are anything to go by, Ford's seriously considering it. He could just lean over and do it. Do that thing Bill liked enough to remember in a post-kiss daze. There's nothing stopping him. What if he did?
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Date: 2019-06-18 02:39 am (UTC)He's still kind of continuing that slow forward movement, keeping faces intimately close. It's like a hair away from nuzzling, and only isn't because Bill's surface is very hard and Ford's glasses are in the way.
He kind of wants to do it again, and if the way his eyes keep dropping to Bill's lower eyelid are anything to go by, Ford's seriously considering it. He could just lean over and do it. Do that thing Bill liked enough to remember in a post-kiss daze. There's nothing stopping him. What if he did?