[ The thumb brushing against this back is both soothing and maddening. Quincy squints, tightening his arms around the priest, while trying to decide how to handle the sudden influx of intense feeling pinballing between his ribs.
What does he need? The forest guardian is temporarily mute as he turns his face in, rubbing the curve of his mouth against the other man’s neck. Irrational desires ebb and flow; he is able to recognize them as such but unable to push them away. The passing seconds only make it worse.
It isn’t surprising that the priest would make such a kind offer. Quincy exhales, dryly amused at himself. ]
Don’t look at anyone else. Don’t talk to anyone else. Stay with me.
[ He speaks slowly, eyelids lowering to a close as he drawls the sentiments that have been burning through his system since the moment he laid eyes on the other man again. There’s a tinge of something sardonic when he follows up with, ]
… unreasonable.
[ Yet the grip tight around Olivine doesn’t relax. ]
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What does he need? The forest guardian is temporarily mute as he turns his face in, rubbing the curve of his mouth against the other man’s neck. Irrational desires ebb and flow; he is able to recognize them as such but unable to push them away. The passing seconds only make it worse.
It isn’t surprising that the priest would make such a kind offer. Quincy exhales, dryly amused at himself. ]
Don’t look at anyone else. Don’t talk to anyone else. Stay with me.
[ He speaks slowly, eyelids lowering to a close as he drawls the sentiments that have been burning through his system since the moment he laid eyes on the other man again. There’s a tinge of something sardonic when he follows up with, ]
… unreasonable.
[ Yet the grip tight around Olivine doesn’t relax. ]