[His name is all he wants to hear like that. Don't hold back, they want each other, they have each other, and his name. He likes the way it sounds like that, and that's all he can think as his free hand tangles into Dextera's hair and yanks his head back at an uncomfortably unnatural angle.
It exaggerates their small height difference and Dextera's slouch, and Guren presses forward with his whole body. Chest to chest, pinning Dextera even more against the rocks, mouth over mouth, his tongue already forcing itself inside, and his fingernails digging into that wrist he's holding as he pushes that back, as well.
It's a violent need that he doesn't quite understand, but he's familiar enough with, despite everything else. He doesn't just want to kiss, he wants to kiss forcefully until one of them bleeds. He wants to overwhelm Dextera in a new way, to bring out every sensation and leave them both gasping for air.
He's not calm at all, and right now, he doesn't know how to be.]
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It exaggerates their small height difference and Dextera's slouch, and Guren presses forward with his whole body. Chest to chest, pinning Dextera even more against the rocks, mouth over mouth, his tongue already forcing itself inside, and his fingernails digging into that wrist he's holding as he pushes that back, as well.
It's a violent need that he doesn't quite understand, but he's familiar enough with, despite everything else. He doesn't just want to kiss, he wants to kiss forcefully until one of them bleeds. He wants to overwhelm Dextera in a new way, to bring out every sensation and leave them both gasping for air.
He's not calm at all, and right now, he doesn't know how to be.]