"Exactly. I've no idea what the reason is, if there is one, but it's something to consider." Hartley almost wishes he knew Zoom better - in a bizarre way - because then he might have been able to figure this out. He's supposed to be good at this, but he doesn't have enough information. "I don't know. I just know that this isn't getting us anywhere."
That said he pushed himself up and moved his hands to either side of Cisco, so he could lie down on top of him. He might be mostly blind, semi-dark and without his glasses, but he still finds Cisco's lips, after some failed attempts have him kiss his cheek and chin and - for a moment - his nose. "You need rest." Maybe lightly nipping Cisco's lower lip while pinning him down isn't the biggest help toward relaxing.
"Yeah...I guess you're right." He was, of course. Because they could theorize all night and still be no closer to answers than they were right now. There was no use losing sleep over it. ...Or at least any more sleep than he already had.
He smiles as Hartley moves to lie on top of him, eventually finding his lips after a couple of failed attempts. "Mmm, probably, yeah." Cisco mumbles against his lips. "But I kind of like this better," he kisses Hartley again, one arm snaking around his waist, his free hand sliding up to rest against his cheek.
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Date: 2016-11-16 06:23 pm (UTC)That said he pushed himself up and moved his hands to either side of Cisco, so he could lie down on top of him. He might be mostly blind, semi-dark and without his glasses, but he still finds Cisco's lips, after some failed attempts have him kiss his cheek and chin and - for a moment - his nose. "You need rest." Maybe lightly nipping Cisco's lower lip while pinning him down isn't the biggest help toward relaxing.
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Date: 2016-11-17 06:12 am (UTC)He smiles as Hartley moves to lie on top of him, eventually finding his lips after a couple of failed attempts. "Mmm, probably, yeah." Cisco mumbles against his lips. "But I kind of like this better," he kisses Hartley again, one arm snaking around his waist, his free hand sliding up to rest against his cheek.