[ It's in his nature to hold on too tightly to those he loves. He once clung to someone knowing his presence caused them stress. Selfish in his desires, and not wanting to be alone, he clung to them nonetheless until they broke. That same fear holds him back still, afraid of his own impulses. Second guessing. Doubting himself at the first sign of stress. He holds back constantly, smothering his need for connection. Internalizing it. Finding other outlets like remodeling a broken-down shack into a home, taking care of a pair of koi, checking on a few stray cats.
He blinks, glancing down at the top of his head. The sweet kiss pressed to his cheek curbs any lingering doubt. A green light. That sound then, not stress, but something else. His muscles relax, no longer so tense. ]
Okay.
[ He breathes out, lingering in his hold a few seconds longer. He turns those words in his head, examining them.
Keep doing that. Kissing him.
He holds his face between his hands, nudging him up to look at him. Confirm with his own eyes. When he finds no doubt in the stormy sea, he lets himself lean forward. He captures his mouth, tentatively at first, giving him a chance to draw back before exploring further. ]
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He blinks, glancing down at the top of his head. The sweet kiss pressed to his cheek curbs any lingering doubt. A green light. That sound then, not stress, but something else. His muscles relax, no longer so tense. ]
Okay.
[ He breathes out, lingering in his hold a few seconds longer. He turns those words in his head, examining them.
Keep doing that.
Kissing him.
He holds his face between his hands, nudging him up to look at him. Confirm with his own eyes. When he finds no doubt in the stormy sea, he lets himself lean forward. He captures his mouth, tentatively at first, giving him a chance to draw back before exploring further. ]