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[There's a quiet invitation in the spread of his friend's legs and Chris moves between them to better put his hands at Oli's hips. Especially when his hair is suddenly yanked on and it takes everything in him not to suddenly reach for more. Well, more than what he can't help like the moan of pleasure into Oliver's mouth and the slip of tongues against each other as he pulls his companion sharply against him by the hips in a bid for simple friction.

Making out and maybe a little grinding...absolutely not the desperate hello tasting Oliver often brings out in him. It's longing as much as it is simple desire and enjoyment of the feeling of him. Too many memories still float in the background, but he doesn't let them get in the way of the focus Oli deserves.

Kisses to lips switch to kisses down jaw and neck for Chris to suck a mark on the column of skin, one he puts earnest effort into rather than any necrotic magic to make the bruise darker or last longer. He's seen more than enough necrotic magic on this man's neck, Chris' had no business adding to it.]