[He basks in Diluc's touch. The feel of his mouth on his and the way Diluc relaxes under him. When was the last time Diluc relaxed this much? He doesn't remember. He drags his mouth away from his and presses his face against the side of his, and breathes.
Diluc's scent washes over his senses. The feeling of safety. Of being wanted. It swirls through the link, and a tremor runs through him. He's wanted this for so long. A place to belong and to be loved. He can sort out all of his feelings over time, but this.
This. He sits up enough to cup Diluc's face in his hands, then he's leaning back down, claiming his mouth with his and sinking into him. Yielding to his touch.
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Diluc's scent washes over his senses. The feeling of safety. Of being wanted. It swirls through the link, and a tremor runs through him. He's wanted this for so long. A place to belong and to be loved. He can sort out all of his feelings over time, but this.
This. He sits up enough to cup Diluc's face in his hands, then he's leaning back down, claiming his mouth with his and sinking into him. Yielding to his touch.
He's home.]