[Jon’s mouth- his renewed interest in effort- is enough to rattle Chris’ thoughts and a hand is quick to return to Jon’s hair while he breathes through the pleasure.

Realignment? What?

His mind flashes to realignments that…conflict with his current arousal, at least until he recalls mirrors and a tray of food.]

O-oh…no, no I mean…I mean, yes, that’s food play too. I suppose. I meant food on a person. To eat off them. Fruits and stuff creams and chocolates, that sort of thing.