[Eren's lips are taken again, and so is he. His hands linger on Maruki's face, but his legs yank them closer together. Eren feels a painful urgency, the need to be closer. Show you. He wants to show Maruki too.
[One hand shifts up, curls gently around locks of Maruki's hair. The other hand slips down, all the way to his ribs. Eren slips his tongue warmly between Maruki's lips.]
Much more than they've done before. It isn't a bad thing, not at all, but it does make his heart skip several beats all at once, his breath catch in his chest, his face burn with a furious blush.
He allows that soft intrusion, parts his own lips to respond in kind, the motion tentative. It's new, tasting Eren like this, gently exploring– and even though their bodies are pressed close as can be, he does let one hand drift down to tuck in between them, palm flat against Eren's chest. It doesn't mean stop, but it does mean no more than this, please, and he hopes his Other can read that. ]
[Eren does stop when he feels that light pressure on his chest, but only for a second. He hovers an inch or so away from Maruki's face, the softest little smile on his lips - just barely there, as ever, but there, as it so rarely is.
[Eren rests his hand over the hand Maruki has laid on his chest. With his other hand, he smooths the man's hair back at his left temple. Eren leans in again, and repeats that soft, gentle intrusion - no more. His thumb strokes a tender line over Maruki's knuckles.]
[ It's such a profound relief– not only being able to do this, but to approach it at his own pace, to never be pushed faster or farther than his heart can allow. Leave it to the person who knows him down to the depths of his soul to understand what he needs without so much as a word spoken between them...
The next time that slow, gentle exploration of a kiss breaks, Maruki slides his free hand around to cup Eren's nape, anchoring and protective as ever. He's fairly breathless even without any frantic heat between them, and he can feel the warmth in his cheeks as he pulls back to be able to look Eren in the eye. ]
I can't wait to celebrate your day in every reality, but I have a feeling this will always be my favorite one. Happy birthday, Eren.
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[One hand shifts up, curls gently around locks of Maruki's hair. The other hand slips down, all the way to his ribs. Eren slips his tongue warmly between Maruki's lips.]
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Much more than they've done before. It isn't a bad thing, not at all, but it does make his heart skip several beats all at once, his breath catch in his chest, his face burn with a furious blush.
He allows that soft intrusion, parts his own lips to respond in kind, the motion tentative. It's new, tasting Eren like this, gently exploring– and even though their bodies are pressed close as can be, he does let one hand drift down to tuck in between them, palm flat against Eren's chest. It doesn't mean stop, but it does mean no more than this, please, and he hopes his Other can read that. ]
ohhhhh not this icon in laby tho
[Eren rests his hand over the hand Maruki has laid on his chest. With his other hand, he smooths the man's hair back at his left temple. Eren leans in again, and repeats that soft, gentle intrusion - no more. His thumb strokes a tender line over Maruki's knuckles.]
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The next time that slow, gentle exploration of a kiss breaks, Maruki slides his free hand around to cup Eren's nape, anchoring and protective as ever. He's fairly breathless even without any frantic heat between them, and he can feel the warmth in his cheeks as he pulls back to be able to look Eren in the eye. ]
I can't wait to celebrate your day in every reality, but I have a feeling this will always be my favorite one. Happy birthday, Eren.