It was a lot for Llewellyn to process, the feeling of someone pushed up against him, hands and lips on him. It’s a lot, but in such a good way. He gets a bit lost in it, Llewellyn is reactive when he’s enjoying something and the hum grows to more of a moan as a leg slips between his. He knows he’d give Rhy what ever he wanted, would take what was offered. Just to feel a little more...

But he finally breaks the kiss off, a little breathless and flushed again. He’s not so lost in it that he’s forgotten they’re still in public. “Was that uh...” Yes. Llewellyn Watts was actually out of words for the moment.