It wasn’t about the actual pulse as much as being a vulnerable place to put his touch, and Declan reacted just as much as Desire could have wished. Openly. Honestly. Here was a man with all his own desires, reasoning, and restraint in working order, and still so stunningly honest.
“And I’m not telling you to budge,” Desire replied, briefly pulling up the air of one long-suffering. “Compromise. That’s what I said, too. And that’s why I’m leading right now. One side of Aoba compromising with the other, putting me forward to compromise with you.”
And god was it hard to try and talk this patiently when he was half-hard, wanting to do the talking with bodies over words. But this was the internal deal, to try and strike the external one. Desire leaned a bit further in, intent, but avoiding outright aggression because the undercurrent between them reminded him he wouldn’t get anything he wanted if he pushed that far.
“Help me explore a little, Declan. Show me something else the world back there won’t let me see.”
And then, because someone in this complicated little affair needed to say it:
“Show me what it’s like when another man loves me.”
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“And I’m not telling you to budge,” Desire replied, briefly pulling up the air of one long-suffering. “Compromise. That’s what I said, too. And that’s why I’m leading right now. One side of Aoba compromising with the other, putting me forward to compromise with you.”
And god was it hard to try and talk this patiently when he was half-hard, wanting to do the talking with bodies over words. But this was the internal deal, to try and strike the external one. Desire leaned a bit further in, intent, but avoiding outright aggression because the undercurrent between them reminded him he wouldn’t get anything he wanted if he pushed that far.
“Help me explore a little, Declan. Show me something else the world back there won’t let me see.”
And then, because someone in this complicated little affair needed to say it:
“Show me what it’s like when another man loves me.”