He laughed into the kiss as he felt that reaction, rocking his hips -- and his own erection -- against Duo's. He followed when Duo pulled away, reluctantly letting him go and actually licking his lips as he took a moment to let his gaze drag down his friend's body.

Yeah, yeah there was magic at play here, but it was only enhancing what he already thought and felt. And right now he felt filthy, like he wanted to drop to his knees and... he squashed that thought, just in case it was bleeding out, too, and took Duo's hand.

He ran, meeting Duo's pace easily and forced his mind away from sexual thoughts and instead focused on the idea of being held, touched, possessed in other ways. And it turned to memories of all the gentle touches Duo had used while he'd been blind. When there'd been an excuse to accept the affection, and an equally strong excuse to give it. How he'd allowed himself to linger in the comfort he normally denied himself in the name of strength and independence. Let himself focus on his desire to simply be held and wanted and loved.

He was never going to stop blushing.