I am. [Sherwood's response is swift and assured, lacking any doubts. His skin direct to Nero's really tempts him to delve further in, feel about his soul with equally curious touches to how his gloved hands latch to hips. Sherwood will only resist because, well, he's sure Nero could clock that right away. It would be a shame to send him jolting away from his lap.
His kisses trails from neck up to where blush clings onto Nero's cheeks. Then, catching his lips directly, a kiss with passion and gravity to it, Sherwood always liking to pull people in.]
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His kisses trails from neck up to where blush clings onto Nero's cheeks. Then, catching his lips directly, a kiss with passion and gravity to it, Sherwood always liking to pull people in.]