Okay, that is--he's overwhelmed in the best of ways. He feels like he's both light-headed and can't gasp in enough air no matter how ragged his breathing gets. He feels like he might not be able to ever learn to breathe properly again, not when Stahn's fingertips trail along his hipbones and the tender skin beneath, and he shudders despite himself, giving up on tracing Stahn's skin himself in favor of grasping almost helplessly at Stahn's hair, his shirt, his skin, possibly leaving light scratches in his almost desperation.
He's not okay, because this is so much more than anything he could have ever thought it would be. Even knowing what was coming in those evenings of grasping at clothing and deep, thorough kisses, even knowing the concept behind what they're technically working towards--
His mind is blank now, almost blissfully so, because it's still so much more.
His breath shudders, even as he opens his mouth to try to respond. But Stahn's fingers still graze beneath his beltline, and every single kiss leaves Leon even more breathless and headily swamped by what he wants, so Stahn's going to need a moment if he wants an actual response out of Leon that isn't just unsteady breathing and fingers tight in his shirt and hair.]
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Okay, that is--he's overwhelmed in the best of ways. He feels like he's both light-headed and can't gasp in enough air no matter how ragged his breathing gets. He feels like he might not be able to ever learn to breathe properly again, not when Stahn's fingertips trail along his hipbones and the tender skin beneath, and he shudders despite himself, giving up on tracing Stahn's skin himself in favor of grasping almost helplessly at Stahn's hair, his shirt, his skin, possibly leaving light scratches in his almost desperation.
He's not okay, because this is so much more than anything he could have ever thought it would be. Even knowing what was coming in those evenings of grasping at clothing and deep, thorough kisses, even knowing the concept behind what they're technically working towards--
His mind is blank now, almost blissfully so, because it's still so much more.
His breath shudders, even as he opens his mouth to try to respond. But Stahn's fingers still graze beneath his beltline, and every single kiss leaves Leon even more breathless and headily swamped by what he wants, so Stahn's going to need a moment if he wants an actual response out of Leon that isn't just unsteady breathing and fingers tight in his shirt and hair.]