[Wataru's skin, just as pale, doesn't glow like Eichi's. He sees the moonbeams fall on Eichi's skin and he's seized with jealousy, with wanting his light on Eichi to be stronger and more gentle and more lovely than some mere heavenly body.
Eichi's hips rock down to meet his, and dignity be damned, Wataru can't help crying out delightedly, feeling warmth radiate up into his torso. Everywhere Eichi touches is graced with electricity. And to know that he's been waiting for this...!
Their lips meet, and Wataru gives in completely, no need for words, no need to communicate with anything but warm, needy movements of hips, the tangle of tongues and the sweetest press of lips.
Another gasp, and his fingers are curved against Eichi's chest, seeking more, seeking his affection, his never ending tolerance. Someday, someday, will he see more than what they have now? Is this a prelude, or a death knell for how things are now? He doesn't care, as he obediently runs his hands beneath Eichi's arms and drags his nails down his eternal lover's back. Breaking the kiss only enough to breathe against Eichi's lips, he says his name like a desperate prayer, soft, gentle, pleading.]
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Eichi's hips rock down to meet his, and dignity be damned, Wataru can't help crying out delightedly, feeling warmth radiate up into his torso. Everywhere Eichi touches is graced with electricity. And to know that he's been waiting for this...!
Their lips meet, and Wataru gives in completely, no need for words, no need to communicate with anything but warm, needy movements of hips, the tangle of tongues and the sweetest press of lips.
Another gasp, and his fingers are curved against Eichi's chest, seeking more, seeking his affection, his never ending tolerance. Someday, someday, will he see more than what they have now? Is this a prelude, or a death knell for how things are now? He doesn't care, as he obediently runs his hands beneath Eichi's arms and drags his nails down his eternal lover's back. Breaking the kiss only enough to breathe against Eichi's lips, he says his name like a desperate prayer, soft, gentle, pleading.]
Eichi...