[ Proving Otto is exactly as stupid as he is smart, he was already taking a breath to say something when Bryce shuts that shit down with a kiss that is just as good as hearing his own voice.
In his Otto fashion, he can Ode to Joy in his mind. He had fuzzy formations of it from that sweet kiss that sadly ended, but the music is clear as if there's an orchestra of history's greatest musicians when she delivers a second.
She likes him! She really likes him!
He gets into the mood straight away, his hand no longer shy. Getting a full and firm grip of her ass, whilst the other loops at her shoulder. He tries to turn the experience into one of those sweeping, swooning affairs- but leans back rather than into her, still taking most of his weight on his tip-toes. Surrendering control to Bryce, showing the trust she'll hold him. She's already made it quite clear she's more comfortable calling the shots.
...And maybe this way it's more ingrained that it's her choice to be with him. ]
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In his Otto fashion, he can Ode to Joy in his mind. He had fuzzy formations of it from that sweet kiss that sadly ended, but the music is clear as if there's an orchestra of history's greatest musicians when she delivers a second.
She likes him! She really likes him!
He gets into the mood straight away, his hand no longer shy. Getting a full and firm grip of her ass, whilst the other loops at her shoulder. He tries to turn the experience into one of those sweeping, swooning affairs- but leans back rather than into her, still taking most of his weight on his tip-toes. Surrendering control to Bryce, showing the trust she'll hold him. She's already made it quite clear she's more comfortable calling the shots.
...And maybe this way it's more ingrained that it's her choice to be with him. ]