[The kiss is just too sweet, slow and drawing him in. Daan whines into his mouth, his hips rolling toward Cloud's hand so carefully stroking him. It's such a sudden stark difference to all of the bruising laid out onto his skin, but Daan is drawn so much more to this affection. It makes his heart ache and yearning for more, whatever Cloud will give him.]
Cloud. [He gasps his name against his lips, pressing his ass back to grind against the other's clothed cock.] Want you too. Think about you so fucking much.
[So much that it, sometimes, still scares him. How he honestly didn't think he'd come around to want someone like this again.]
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Cloud. [He gasps his name against his lips, pressing his ass back to grind against the other's clothed cock.] Want you too. Think about you so fucking much.
[So much that it, sometimes, still scares him. How he honestly didn't think he'd come around to want someone like this again.]