[ They're melting together. Thoma sighs in relief as their lips find each other, every kiss they share is one he pours all of his held back emotions into and it's so freeing it's almost frightening. ]
[ There's a difference this time, unnoticeable if you aren't looking for it. Thoma isn't kissing Ayato like he needs him with every bone in his body (and he really, truly does). He's kissing him like he's everything he has, with worship and reverence and as if every kiss they share is something to be cherished for as long as he can. He does, he will. He's losing his breath so much faster this way, but his focus is sharper than ever as he follows that nudge. ]
[ He shifts so he's the one to hit the bed first, sitting back on the edge and vaguely thankful that his pants aren't anywhere near as soaked through as Ayato's are, just a little damp. And he's just about to pull Ayato down against him, sweep him into his lap like he's wanted to do so many times, when something strikes his memory and he has to break their kiss to murmur hazily. ]
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[ They're melting together. Thoma sighs in relief as their lips find each other, every kiss they share is one he pours all of his held back emotions into and it's so freeing it's almost frightening. ]
[ There's a difference this time, unnoticeable if you aren't looking for it. Thoma isn't kissing Ayato like he needs him with every bone in his body (and he really, truly does). He's kissing him like he's everything he has, with worship and reverence and as if every kiss they share is something to be cherished for as long as he can. He does, he will. He's losing his breath so much faster this way, but his focus is sharper than ever as he follows that nudge. ]
[ He shifts so he's the one to hit the bed first, sitting back on the edge and vaguely thankful that his pants aren't anywhere near as soaked through as Ayato's are, just a little damp. And he's just about to pull Ayato down against him, sweep him into his lap like he's wanted to do so many times, when something strikes his memory and he has to break their kiss to murmur hazily. ]
A... Ayato-... my boots.