[As Daan works on his trousers, Vergilius can't help but think about what would happen if they were better prepared for this. If this wasn't a sudden moment between two lonely men in a locked room, fumbling with their bodies for an ounce of connection and heat. No, it's not even fair to think of it that way. This has been something brewing for a while, and their cup spilt over in a way they both wanted, with feelings finally laid out in the open. But if they were prepared...]
[Well, says the voice in the back of his head. There's always tomorrow. There's always another day. Nothing is stopping you. He's here. He wants you. You want him.]
[It's dangerous thinking. He knows it is, and he expects the fretful night afterwards to give him a hard time trying to eliminate it. But for now, he'll put it aside, has to, because the sudden sensation of the man guiding their cocks together makes him gasp and groan. It's the type of feeling that eliminates all rational thought in an instant]
Ah-
[The breath he exhales comes out as a hiss between his teeth, hips twitching upwards. One hand scratches up the man's spine, vertebrae by vertebrae. He sucks on the other's lips, whispering, almost a little desperate.]
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[Well, says the voice in the back of his head. There's always tomorrow. There's always another day. Nothing is stopping you. He's here. He wants you. You want him.]
[It's dangerous thinking. He knows it is, and he expects the fretful night afterwards to give him a hard time trying to eliminate it. But for now, he'll put it aside, has to, because the sudden sensation of the man guiding their cocks together makes him gasp and groan. It's the type of feeling that eliminates all rational thought in an instant]
Ah-
[The breath he exhales comes out as a hiss between his teeth, hips twitching upwards. One hand scratches up the man's spine, vertebrae by vertebrae. He sucks on the other's lips, whispering, almost a little desperate.]
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