Their kiss was a struggle, as always - and neither of them ever gave in, did they? Mello let himself be drawn close to the other until their bodies touched once more, which momentarily made him gasp for air. He'd finally managed to rid Gilbert of his jacket, raking his fingers across the much thinner fabric of the shirt now, up his sides, down his spine, tracing the scars he couldn't see, but feel.
His thoughts raced too fast for him to bother to follow, now. All he wanted was this moment, him and his lover and the heat of the moment.
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.....you're probably right about that.
Date: 2009-11-25 11:38 pm (UTC)His thoughts raced too fast for him to bother to follow, now. All he wanted was this moment, him and his lover and the heat of the moment.