[ dextera can feel guren’s smile, and that’s better than any kiss, really.
though now that they’ve done it once, twice, a few times now—dextera wants to keep kissing, not yet satisfied since guren is drawing him back into it.
he returns the kiss slowly, and there’s something in the back of his mind that tells him where he should go, what he should do, but it’s not enough to say that he has experience. he’s following instinct, and instinct still leaves him shy.
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[ dextera can feel guren’s smile, and that’s better than any kiss, really.
though now that they’ve done it once, twice, a few times now—dextera wants to keep kissing, not yet satisfied since guren is drawing him back into it.
he returns the kiss slowly, and there’s something in the back of his mind that tells him where he should go, what he should do, but it’s not enough to say that he has experience. he’s following instinct, and instinct still leaves him shy.
he can’t believe guren wants this. ]