[ He loves him. For all he doesn’t like saying it aloud, he feels it, and it gets across in every action. He’s louder like this, just enough that it’s noticeable, and he squeezes their joined hands, pinning Dextera’s against the bed as he rocks into him. Eventually, he’s steady just enough to lean down, crashing their lips together for a breathless and sloppy kiss. It’s short, too, and followed by Guren gasping for breath against him, his pace picking up.
There’s only him and Dextera. No one else, no town, no grey and oddly colored house, no threats or dangers or issues. Here, right now, he can just focus on their heartbeats syncing, their hot bodies coming together again and again, and just how good that feels. It’s electric. ]
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[ He loves him. For all he doesn’t like saying it aloud, he feels it, and it gets across in every action. He’s louder like this, just enough that it’s noticeable, and he squeezes their joined hands, pinning Dextera’s against the bed as he rocks into him. Eventually, he’s steady just enough to lean down, crashing their lips together for a breathless and sloppy kiss. It’s short, too, and followed by Guren gasping for breath against him, his pace picking up.
There’s only him and Dextera. No one else, no town, no grey and oddly colored house, no threats or dangers or issues. Here, right now, he can just focus on their heartbeats syncing, their hot bodies coming together again and again, and just how good that feels. It’s electric. ]