Declan was afraid? Wait, okay, that…as long as Mac wasn’t spewing complete bull, maybe that had something to do with whatever ‘hierarchies’ meant. Desire had some ideas and, predictably, didn’t think any of them were a big deal, but Aoba kept him grumbling in the background for now.
“Sounds like we’re pretty much in the same mindset, then,” he said instead, carefully reaching a hand up until he found the strong angle of Declan’s jawline, giving a few caresses of touch much as his side had received. He dismissed the subject of chaste-or-not, focused only on the similarities of not fully understanding themselves. For Declan it was sexually, for Aoba it was his entire existence, but a similarity was a similarity nonetheless.
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“Sounds like we’re pretty much in the same mindset, then,” he said instead, carefully reaching a hand up until he found the strong angle of Declan’s jawline, giving a few caresses of touch much as his side had received. He dismissed the subject of chaste-or-not, focused only on the similarities of not fully understanding themselves. For Declan it was sexually, for Aoba it was his entire existence, but a similarity was a similarity nonetheless.