that brief, momentary blip of longing was the first drop of blood in the water. now, this brief, physical manifestation of it makes something in scien's stomach twist with hunger. a barely there, almost kiss. a piece of affection, nearly returned.
the corner of his mouth curls upward, and he chases. not to close the distance—not all the way. only to rest his forehead against lucas's, so near that his next words can be felt against his lips. scien's fingers curl around lucas's. ]
I think you should take what you want from me. Even if it's too much.
[ he lingers there, so close that only breaths and heartbeats could fit in the space between them. and after one heavy moment, and another, only then will he begin to pull back. he won't overstay his welcome, but my god does he lean his full weight into the doorway.
just one terribly intentional twist of temptation. ]
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that brief, momentary blip of longing was the first drop of blood in the water. now, this brief, physical manifestation of it makes something in scien's stomach twist with hunger. a barely there, almost kiss. a piece of affection, nearly returned.
the corner of his mouth curls upward, and he chases. not to close the distance—not all the way. only to rest his forehead against lucas's, so near that his next words can be felt against his lips. scien's fingers curl around lucas's. ]
I think you should take what you want from me. Even if it's too much.
[ he lingers there, so close that only breaths and heartbeats could fit in the space between them. and after one heavy moment, and another, only then will he begin to pull back. he won't overstay his welcome, but my god does he lean his full weight into the doorway.
just one terribly intentional twist of temptation. ]