[stahn doesn't need leon's words to know that he was missed; the feeling of leon's lips against his once again speaks volumes for him.
words aren't leon's strong suit, and stahn knows it, so there isn't any sort of expectation for them. even stahn himself couldn't have predicted he'd finally voice those feelings until it was actually happening. and now his lips are pressed against leon's again and it's easy to just fall back into that position wanting a little more fire from it all.
there will be time to talk later. there'll be time to see how leon's mission went and shower him with gentle, chaste kisses while they unwind in bed.
right now, stahn still wants to maintain the heat while it's there, because he hasn't the faintest idea if this will become a regular part of their routine, or if this just sometimes special enough that he needs to grab onto it in the moment. so one of his hands drops slightly, lightly cupping the side of leon's neck. this time, his other hand shifts so his fingers thread leon's hair properly... it's almost like his hands are looking to touch every part of leon that is acceptable just to soak in his tangibility.
if stahn's feelings had ever once been called into question, the way he moves now only further proves that he just wants to experience every part of leon for his own. he loves leon, he loves to be near him in every sense of the word. his kisses accompany this sentiment, returning leon's with an intensity that exemplifies why fire is his natural element. everything may be slightly clumsy, sloppy and inexperienced, but what shows is how much he tries simply because it's what he feels.]
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words aren't leon's strong suit, and stahn knows it, so there isn't any sort of expectation for them. even stahn himself couldn't have predicted he'd finally voice those feelings until it was actually happening. and now his lips are pressed against leon's again and it's easy to just fall back into that position wanting a little more fire from it all.
there will be time to talk later. there'll be time to see how leon's mission went and shower him with gentle, chaste kisses while they unwind in bed.
right now, stahn still wants to maintain the heat while it's there, because he hasn't the faintest idea if this will become a regular part of their routine, or if this just sometimes special enough that he needs to grab onto it in the moment. so one of his hands drops slightly, lightly cupping the side of leon's neck. this time, his other hand shifts so his fingers thread leon's hair properly... it's almost like his hands are looking to touch every part of leon that is acceptable just to soak in his tangibility.
if stahn's feelings had ever once been called into question, the way he moves now only further proves that he just wants to experience every part of leon for his own. he loves leon, he loves to be near him in every sense of the word. his kisses accompany this sentiment, returning leon's with an intensity that exemplifies why fire is his natural element. everything may be slightly clumsy, sloppy and inexperienced, but what shows is how much he tries simply because it's what he feels.]