[ guren is so sure of himself that dextera would be jealous if he weren't on the receiving end of this confidence, benefiting from every little move. he wants to be able to reciprocate, though, a desire that runs so deep he almost doesn't even know how to move.
but kissing is a good start. the careful weight of guren's hand at his shoulder, too—kind and cautious. dextera kisses back, hesitant at first, but then with an increasing certainty that this is what he wants.
he appreciates every second as it is, but there's something even more precious about it when their lips are touching, when he's breathing in guren's air and stroking a hand down his chest. he can be silent, but he's surprisingly vocal with the whimper that leaves his mouth at guren's hand across his thigh. ]
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but kissing is a good start. the careful weight of guren's hand at his shoulder, too—kind and cautious. dextera kisses back, hesitant at first, but then with an increasing certainty that this is what he wants.
he appreciates every second as it is, but there's something even more precious about it when their lips are touching, when he's breathing in guren's air and stroking a hand down his chest. he can be silent, but he's surprisingly vocal with the whimper that leaves his mouth at guren's hand across his thigh. ]