[Murmurs that he loves him again, softly, drawing away from the kiss enough to kiss down his neck and over his collarbone - moving very slowly. He's willing to take this time with this - he doesn't want it to end too soon, either, after all.]
[Running his hands over his sides and up, tracing the scar over his heart and pressing a few kisses over his shoulder]
I never forgot, you know... being like this with you. [what it felt like to be this close, to hold you...]