you're trying not to tell him you love him, and you're trying to choke down the feeling
Of course comes out in the same way his obviously usually does, immediate and insistent and leaving no room for misunderstanding. ”Good.” Nate purrs, some of his own easy grace returning to his voice as he hears, feels the newfound ease in his husband. Tension bleeds off Sunjata easily as he all but melts over Nate, melting him in turn. He’s comfortable, he’s relaxed as he can be, and he’s more than willing to simply put everything else out of his mind to focus on just this conversation.
I think it sounds like a plan, geliefde seun. Nate smiles, a hand shifting within the blankets to cradle the attuned’s face. In another time, fingers would be pressed through his husbands hair, along the scarred and inked expanses of his arms and chest, of his face, but even if this is good enough, Nate is happy for the closeness. For this closeness, after days (weeks) spent going out of his mind alone.
I think it sounds like a plan, geliefde seun. Nate smiles, a hand shifting within the blankets to cradle the attuned’s face. In another time, fingers would be pressed through his husbands hair, along the scarred and inked expanses of his arms and chest, of his face, but even if this is good enough, Nate is happy for the closeness. For this closeness, after days (weeks) spent going out of his mind alone.
& you're trembling and he reaches over
and touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist
NATE
