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Ram Easthallow (bifoliate) wrote in heureuxlake,

This time, Ram did laugh, the sound vibrating the hollow of his throat. "Yeah, but you're with me anyway." Nobody was perfect, but it had been Joe who said he liked everything about Ram, including all his flaws. Ram believed it, utterly certain he could be literally the most indecisive person on the planet and Joe would still be here, choosing him every day no matter what fate had in store. Cupping his free hand around Joe's chin, Ram pulled him in for open-mouthed kisses that quenched any further variations on that thought.

Each of Joe's noises raised the temperature in the room, making Ram feel as if his whole body were blushing with the need that raced through him. Instead of curling his grip tighter the way he wanted to, he stroked slowly, letting his fingertips appreciate the silky skin over the hard core, thumb teasing a vein. Distracted by rocking his hips, trying to silently urge Joe's hand to move again, it took a moment to process the meaning hidden behind the words. It was the 'might' that did it; Joe knew what Ram felt like, but he didn't know how it felt to be fucked.

The hunger in Ram's exhaled breath was palpable. He loved that feeling, of course he wanted to share it with Joe, find out if Joe would love it, too. The hand not on Joe's cock strayed back down to Joe's ass. Even knowing they weren't going to do anything about it right now, finding out Joe was thinking about it made Ram's skin feel tight, buzzing with magical energy that threatened to spill out of him. "Thinking I'll feel good?" he asked between tiny, desperate bites to Joe's jaw and shoulders, nipping hard enough to leave marks now, though they'd fade before morning.