[somewhere in the midst of his tongue reacquainting itself with Emery's mouth, Zel winds an arm around his waist and scoots him further to the edge of the cot and against himself with the other snakes up under his tunic (or top, whatever, clothes) to tickle and tease sound out. it's been getting easier to indulge, and crossing that L-word line's certainly helped weaken those self-conscious barriers of his to a degree - enough of a degree as to pursue some of the things he wants when Emery's in his grasp to give them.
not all. never all. not yet. cures and all that need to happen first, so there'll always be that edge of anguish - the awareness that the slight pressure he can feel of Emery's body against his should have more warmth and give, for one thing. he's not aware of how much keener it's made Emery's scent and sounds to him, though, and those are ambrosial.
he breaks the kiss for breath, but only just enough so, smiling against Emery's lips, letting himself just be content for a bit longer before nearby thumping and creaking reminds him yet again of their current place in the world.
he maybe, just a little, misses the cave (and the outfit).]
We're probably launching soon. Did you want to be out there to see?
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not all. never all. not yet. cures and all that need to happen first, so there'll always be that edge of anguish - the awareness that the slight pressure he can feel of Emery's body against his should have more warmth and give, for one thing. he's not aware of how much keener it's made Emery's scent and sounds to him, though, and those are ambrosial.
he breaks the kiss for breath, but only just enough so, smiling against Emery's lips, letting himself just be content for a bit longer before nearby thumping and creaking reminds him yet again of their current place in the world.
he maybe, just a little, misses the cave (and the outfit).]
We're probably launching soon. Did you want to be out there to see?