[For all the rough ways that Red Wine might handle Dohalim physically, he has always been gentle with the man's emotions. In those times when he would push him to his limits, there was always a point where he would stop and make sure he felt all right, that it wasn't too much...
In hindsight, he was foolish for thinking that he could keep his heart out of this entirely, but how deeply and how swiftly he had fallen for this man had surprised even him.
Red Wine's pulse beats strong and solid under Dohalim's hand, and he presses his own against it to hold it to his chest. He smiles, warm and soft, and he doesn't need to say the words themselves to understand what the two of them had just confessed.]
I think I'd like that, too. [And then he pulls him in, his free hand pushed into Dohalim's hair and gripping gently at it. The kiss he presses to the man's lips isn't really like any other he has given him before. It's heated but gentle, soft with a touch of desperation about it. Still holding that one hand to his chest he slides his free arm around the other man's shoulders, gripping lightly against the skin with his fingertips.]
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In hindsight, he was foolish for thinking that he could keep his heart out of this entirely, but how deeply and how swiftly he had fallen for this man had surprised even him.
Red Wine's pulse beats strong and solid under Dohalim's hand, and he presses his own against it to hold it to his chest. He smiles, warm and soft, and he doesn't need to say the words themselves to understand what the two of them had just confessed.]
I think I'd like that, too. [And then he pulls him in, his free hand pushed into Dohalim's hair and gripping gently at it. The kiss he presses to the man's lips isn't really like any other he has given him before. It's heated but gentle, soft with a touch of desperation about it. Still holding that one hand to his chest he slides his free arm around the other man's shoulders, gripping lightly against the skin with his fingertips.]
You truly are a marvel.