[ Clive breathes between his teeth when Prompto says as long as you want. he wonders if Prompto knows what he's saying, and how he's saying it― as if Clive has the luxury to prove for a long, long time, then.
maybe forever. that's far too much, when they've sorted through far too little. so he hugs Prompto closer, keeping him nested skin to skin, nearly seamless. it's not enough, now that Clive knows what it feels like to be inside of him, what it feels like to rut into him and be held so close that he can feign the sweet delusion of oneness, but it's perfect regardless. ]
Then I'll sleep for a while more. [ nestled and vulnerable, without his sword. it's fine. he feels safe around Prompto. ] ...And I'll bring you to peak at least once more before we leave this bed.
[ his eyes close, but his lips arch up in a smile. ]
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maybe forever. that's far too much, when they've sorted through far too little. so he hugs Prompto closer, keeping him nested skin to skin, nearly seamless. it's not enough, now that Clive knows what it feels like to be inside of him, what it feels like to rut into him and be held so close that he can feign the sweet delusion of oneness, but it's perfect regardless. ]
Then I'll sleep for a while more. [ nestled and vulnerable, without his sword. it's fine. he feels safe around Prompto. ] ...And I'll bring you to peak at least once more before we leave this bed.
[ his eyes close, but his lips arch up in a smile. ]