Crozier absolutely overbalances and falls forward, hips knocking into his in a kind of lovely, accidental thrust. He turns his head and laughs against the side of Rama’s neck, breathless and amused and horribly desperate for him. He’s quick to regain his equilibrium and starts his hand up again, alternating between pressing quick kisses to his mouth and catching his breath. He’s smiling through it all though, turned on but so endeared and amused that he can’t help himself.