Sol hadn’t ever actually figured on Legault being subdued, but it’s part of the fun that he isn’t. Even more fun that he’s actually down for this, that it looks like they’re going to relieve some extra energy into this particular action and reaction. Sol’s tongue licks into Legault’s mouth while the hand that’s on his hand presses against the wrist.

They’re half-tangled together at this point, limbs kind of difficult to separate from one another, and why would they want to? Sol can honestly say that he’s never really thought about doing this before, but he is now, and from thought to action is only a small step. He presses his hips in, trying to get Legault’s knee out of the way, but only so he can rub himself against the other man.