You are too kind. And no, I suppose it isn't. Thank you.
[The blankets help. He no longer feels as exposed, and his body gives up more tension. He pulls Tim back to him and he props himself up enough to kiss him lightly.
He wouldn't bat an eye at Tim's supposed imperfections, that's the truth of the matter.]
I wonder.
[He leans down and kisses Tim once more, one hand cradling his face. He means for it to be soft, sweet, but in a very short amount of time he's licking his way into Tim's mouth. He feels feverish with not lust but desire, something bigger than just wanting Tim's body.
It's no wonder Hawk warned him not to fall in love with Tim. It would be so very, very easy to do.]
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[The blankets help. He no longer feels as exposed, and his body gives up more tension. He pulls Tim back to him and he props himself up enough to kiss him lightly.
He wouldn't bat an eye at Tim's supposed imperfections, that's the truth of the matter.]
I wonder.
[He leans down and kisses Tim once more, one hand cradling his face. He means for it to be soft, sweet, but in a very short amount of time he's licking his way into Tim's mouth. He feels feverish with not lust but desire, something bigger than just wanting Tim's body.
It's no wonder Hawk warned him not to fall in love with Tim. It would be so very, very easy to do.]