[ He thought he'd have someone over one day- a flame, a friend, someone that he could bed and wake up next to and walk away from without it being awkward. Someone that wouldn't reach into his chest with a smile or a look or a murmured word and leave him aching afterward with a thousand variations of 'what if'?
But no, not any nameless someone or casual friend. Locus. Cracking the seal in more ways than one, crossing that line more than they did on the beach and he wants this. Wants him. More than he can articulate.
Taylor's arms slide around Locus' shoulders, fingers tracing his jaw, combing through his hair, eyes locked on his like if he looks away he'll miss the most important thing in the world; even if that slow stroke has him shivering. Too close to see, his world a blur of green and warm skin and all he can hear is that rumble. ]
It's never been like this. [ He's cared this deeply before- but never closed that gap. Never the right time, never the right place. But now...they have this. ] Ever.
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But no, not any nameless someone or casual friend. Locus. Cracking the seal in more ways than one, crossing that line more than they did on the beach and he wants this. Wants him. More than he can articulate.
Taylor's arms slide around Locus' shoulders, fingers tracing his jaw, combing through his hair, eyes locked on his like if he looks away he'll miss the most important thing in the world; even if that slow stroke has him shivering. Too close to see, his world a blur of green and warm skin and all he can hear is that rumble. ]
It's never been like this. [ He's cared this deeply before- but never closed that gap. Never the right time, never the right place. But now...they have this. ] Ever.