Chris debates with himself a fraction of a second on if he should make Hawke earn his kiss...but they hadn't officially started yet, so he couldn't expect the rules to still apply. He leans in to meet Hawke's lips with his own in something soft and uncomplicated for now.
He pulls back slowly, his fingers coming up to brush the backs against Wolfe's jaw in a mirror of how he sometimes did to himself in thought.
"Tell me what we're meant to be doing here so I know you understand, and then tell me your safeword for if it becomes too much and I'm to cut you free."
He knows it, but hearing it again is part of this ritual they're...establishing. They should have talked about this a long time ago, shouldn't they? Making it up as they go wasn't safe...
He presses the thought down for later and gestures to his bag. "When you've done that, go retrieve the collar I've brought for you and hand it to me so I might put it on you."
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He pulls back slowly, his fingers coming up to brush the backs against Wolfe's jaw in a mirror of how he sometimes did to himself in thought.
"Tell me what we're meant to be doing here so I know you understand, and then tell me your safeword for if it becomes too much and I'm to cut you free."
He knows it, but hearing it again is part of this ritual they're...establishing. They should have talked about this a long time ago, shouldn't they? Making it up as they go wasn't safe...
He presses the thought down for later and gestures to his bag. "When you've done that, go retrieve the collar I've brought for you and hand it to me so I might put it on you."