For When the Scene Fades to Black

Ryuzaki's gaze is lingering and indulgent as Blaise takes off his shirt; just the fact that he's so inexperienced is actually unintentionally seductive in its own right, and he moves closer as Blaise presses his back against the Sun-heated boulder, closing him in with his own body, brushing his fingertips against the other young man's bare shoulder before dipping his dark head and taking one of his nipples in his mouth. He swirls his tongue around the pink nub of flesh, sucking gently, pressing a palm not-so-accidentally against the zipper of Blaise's jeans.