[Everything falls away around them when their lips touch. As they re-learn the shape and feel and taste of each other, every kiss both a triumphant celebration of life and an act of defiance against everything that would tear them apart. Dressing can wait.]
I missed you. [He pants against Ed’s mouth. His next breath catches – not because any of this hurts but because it doesn’t. Because his skin aches to know the kindness of Ed's touch all over again.
Taking Ed’s hand, he lays it gently over his heart.
It goes without saying that this, too, will always be Ed’s.]
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Date: 2024-06-10 04:56 am (UTC)I missed you. [He pants against Ed’s mouth. His next breath catches – not because any of this hurts but because it doesn’t. Because his skin aches to know the kindness of Ed's touch all over again.
Taking Ed’s hand, he lays it gently over his heart.
It goes without saying that this, too, will always be Ed’s.]