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nopunchline ([personal profile] nopunchline) wrote in [community profile] orendalogs 2018-11-13 02:57 am (UTC)

He wasn't left straining upwards for long, Declan leaning down a fraction to press his lips more firmly. He was less shocked by things, with permission granted in full, adn he took the chance to slide both arms fully around the other man, squeezing tightly.

A beat, and he released Aoba, jolting physically, the kiss breaking with a soft gasp as he looked down and realized he'd quite firmly smashed their naked bodies together. He couldn't have been more purple than Aoba was red.

"I, am so sorry," he croaked softly, clearing his throat with a nervous, low laugh, eyes darting side to side as though escape were necessary. The panic faded a second after, brows furrowing as the realization that it was okay started to creep in.

"H-how...how fast is too fast?" he asked, ignoring the prickling at the nape of his neck and back of his scalp, the faint tremor in his hands, the race of his heart. Teeth worried at his bottom lip, toes wriggling a bit against the metal floor.

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