[It's that shifting of Barry's hips that brings Harrison back to his senses. He blinks his eyes open, still a little dazed from the surprise of feeling Barry's hands vibrating against his skin and the memory it brings back, and his fingers slide to the back of Barry's neck as he pulls back just enough to whisper.]
Barry. Wait. [He keeps his arm tight around Barry's waist, not letting him move back, this isn't a rejection, this is only a pause. Because he needs to know, searching Barry's face.] I'm not him, Barry. Is that what you want?
( he says it immediately, almost unwillingly, still under the effects of having harrison near him and his arm holding tightly close. it's almost a painful innocence that his expression shows, big eyes looking up and down across harrison's features before he kind of -- realizes, what they're doing. realizes that he doesn't mind, hands slowing at his sides until it's a normal hold, thumbs strong on his ribcage. )
I-I mean. No, I just ... want ... ( he flushes and ducks down against harrison's neck, hiding his face away in sheepishness. ) You, I guess. I mean. Definitely, yes. Right? Is that bad?
no subject
Barry. Wait. [He keeps his arm tight around Barry's waist, not letting him move back, this isn't a rejection, this is only a pause. Because he needs to know, searching Barry's face.] I'm not him, Barry. Is that what you want?
no subject
( he says it immediately, almost unwillingly, still under the effects of having harrison near him and his arm holding tightly close. it's almost a painful innocence that his expression shows, big eyes looking up and down across harrison's features before he kind of -- realizes, what they're doing. realizes that he doesn't mind, hands slowing at his sides until it's a normal hold, thumbs strong on his ribcage. )
I-I mean. No, I just ... want ... ( he flushes and ducks down against harrison's neck, hiding his face away in sheepishness. ) You, I guess. I mean. Definitely, yes. Right? Is that bad?