[On a pure physical level, everything feels good, just as he wants. The dull aches on his skin, feeling Cloud's hand touching his cock, grinding against him back. What gets him is when it's more like this -- emotional, weighing on his heart, and he's forced to gaze at Cloud and meet his intense eyes.
I'm not letting you go.
Daan whines against his hand, his brows knitting. It's so overwhelming, and he knows he's in deep -- it's going to only get deeper and deeper. His fingers curl against the wall, and he pushes harder against Cloud, trying to show how much he wants him. Needs him.]
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I'm not letting you go.
Daan whines against his hand, his brows knitting. It's so overwhelming, and he knows he's in deep -- it's going to only get deeper and deeper. His fingers curl against the wall, and he pushes harder against Cloud, trying to show how much he wants him. Needs him.]