[SH-SHIVER... Sorey lets out a shaky sigh, hanging his head and propping himself up with his hands braced on Dezel's warm chest, the beat of his heart beneath his palm. Maybe if he closes his eyes...maybe if he just let's himself feel instead of thinking too hard about this it'll come more naturally, like shutting out his senses to spread his domain.
Sorey pulls in a breath...lets it back out.]
I do love you, [he murmurs quietly, because he's never known anything to be more true. He does love Dezel; from that moment Dezel had shoved Siegfried into his hands and begged him to shoot, to when Dezel was in his arms and desperately reforging the pact. When he'd woken to Dezel's face, his desperation as he clung to him, the way he'd been so quiet and so nervous as he helped Sorey walk.
The way he'd shuddered when Sorey whispered his name.
Sorey leans forward, brushes Dezel's hair away from his ear and breathes,] Lukeim Yurlin, I love you, [into his ear, eyes closed, feeling Dezel beneath him with the pads of his fingertips, with the way his skin burns between Sorey's thighs.]
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Sorey pulls in a breath...lets it back out.]
I do love you, [he murmurs quietly, because he's never known anything to be more true. He does love Dezel; from that moment Dezel had shoved Siegfried into his hands and begged him to shoot, to when Dezel was in his arms and desperately reforging the pact. When he'd woken to Dezel's face, his desperation as he clung to him, the way he'd been so quiet and so nervous as he helped Sorey walk.
The way he'd shuddered when Sorey whispered his name.
Sorey leans forward, brushes Dezel's hair away from his ear and breathes,] Lukeim Yurlin, I love you, [into his ear, eyes closed, feeling Dezel beneath him with the pads of his fingertips, with the way his skin burns between Sorey's thighs.]