[There was a rhythm to the matters of the body, and at times like this instinct and training look over. Battlefield motions like the quick reloading of a thermal clip, the unholstering of a weapon, or the subtle twitch of muscle that activated his biotics, translated very well to things like this. Even still, there is another flash of that previous shyness on his face as he hovers above Kirk. He lets out a soft laugh, little more than a few puffs of breath.]
I guess that's not really fair either.
[Not that he was opposed to having an advantage, and part of him was tempted to keep it that way. It was the soldier in him that always was trying to win. But despite the averted eyes and shy smile, his hands are confident as they trail from ribs, to hip, to thigh, then back up against with a gentle caress over their lengths. He can't help a brief thrust against his fingers before his hand moves back to Kirk's hip. Dipping his head for a deep kiss, Kaidan rolls them both over so they lay side to side. For the moment, at least, equal]
How's that?
[Kirk likely can't see Kaidan's smile in the words, hidden as his lips are against neck and collarbone, but it's definitely there]
no subject
little more than a few puffs of breath.]
I guess that's not really fair either.
[Not that he was opposed to having an advantage, and part of him was tempted to keep it that way. It was the soldier in him that always was trying to win. But despite the averted eyes and shy smile, his hands are confident as they trail from ribs, to hip, to thigh, then back up against with a gentle caress over their lengths. He can't help a brief thrust against his fingers before his hand moves back to Kirk's hip. Dipping his head for a deep kiss, Kaidan rolls them both over so they lay side to side. For the moment, at least, equal]
How's that?
[Kirk likely can't see Kaidan's smile in the words, hidden as his lips are against neck and collarbone, but it's definitely there]