When it comes down to it, two years really isn't a very long time. But all those years of hostility somehow feels like a lifetime ago. Maybe it's because they're older now and have both done some growing up since then, or maybe it's this new thing between them, this connection... But either way, he can barely remember what it was about Cisco that he disliked so much back then. That part of his life feels so distant now, and he's grateful for that. He likes this new relationship they have. He likes the talking, holding hands and kissing. He likes all the things they've learned about each other and all the things they will learn about each other. He likes that warm fuzzy feeling he gets every time Cisco smiles at him.
"My past self would probably throw a fit," Hartley says before laughing quietly at Cisco's pick up line. His past self also probably would have mocked Cisco within an inch of his life for the corny flirting. But luckily for both of them his past self isn't there, and instead of being annoyed, his current self is fondly amused by Cisco's flirting. It's corny, but endearing nonetheless. It's exactly the kind of thing Cisco would say.
But Hartley's amusement soon fades, quickly turning into arousal when Cisco's hand drops to his knee. He's unable to look away from Cisco's hand for a moment, mesmerized by his fingers and way they're trailing higher up his thigh. He can feel the heat of Cisco's hand even through the fabric of his jeans and it's so tempting to move his hand higher. To let Cisco feel what this is doing to him right now. Instead Hartley shifts a little closer, letting his own hand drift beneath Cisco's shirt to brush against his side. "Consider yourself forgiven," Hartley murmurs, meeting his eyes again as he leans in to brush his lips against Cisco's. He can't quite remember what he's forgiving Cisco for, but it probably doesn't matter. What does matter is Cisco's hand on his thigh, the warm, bare skin beneath Hartley's hand, and the way he feels gazing into his boyfriend's eyes right now.
He wonders if it's too soon to ask Cisco if he'd like to spend the night. He's enjoying their evening together, and he'd rather it not end if it doesn't have to. They wouldn't even have to do anything (though he certainly wouldn't mind if they did), he'd be perfectly happy just being close to him.
[ooc: Haha, yup! I've been playing Barry a little bit longer than I've been playing Hartley, though not as often these days. Barry can be a pretty fun character to play though. And no worries about the delay! This thread is always worth the wait and you've been super patient with me. I hope you had an awesome time with your friends and are having an amazing week!]
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"My past self would probably throw a fit," Hartley says before laughing quietly at Cisco's pick up line. His past self also probably would have mocked Cisco within an inch of his life for the corny flirting. But luckily for both of them his past self isn't there, and instead of being annoyed, his current self is fondly amused by Cisco's flirting. It's corny, but endearing nonetheless. It's exactly the kind of thing Cisco would say.
But Hartley's amusement soon fades, quickly turning into arousal when Cisco's hand drops to his knee. He's unable to look away from Cisco's hand for a moment, mesmerized by his fingers and way they're trailing higher up his thigh. He can feel the heat of Cisco's hand even through the fabric of his jeans and it's so tempting to move his hand higher. To let Cisco feel what this is doing to him right now. Instead Hartley shifts a little closer, letting his own hand drift beneath Cisco's shirt to brush against his side. "Consider yourself forgiven," Hartley murmurs, meeting his eyes again as he leans in to brush his lips against Cisco's. He can't quite remember what he's forgiving Cisco for, but it probably doesn't matter. What does matter is Cisco's hand on his thigh, the warm, bare skin beneath Hartley's hand, and the way he feels gazing into his boyfriend's eyes right now.
He wonders if it's too soon to ask Cisco if he'd like to spend the night. He's enjoying their evening together, and he'd rather it not end if it doesn't have to. They wouldn't even have to do anything (though he certainly wouldn't mind if they did), he'd be perfectly happy just being close to him.
[ooc: Haha, yup! I've been playing Barry a little bit longer than I've been playing Hartley, though not as often these days. Barry can be a pretty fun character to play though. And no worries about the delay! This thread is always worth the wait and you've been super patient with me. I hope you had an awesome time with your friends and are having an amazing week!]