[.....................] [And there's that feeling of recognition again, but also that flood of warmth inside him, that feeling that, yes, that's what he'd always wanted to hear - above everything else.]
[Just nods, kissing him, one hand threading through his hair and tipping his head back, cradling him close]
Yeah. I'm yours. [The words leave him before he can think to stop them - again, that strange feeling that, yes, this is the truth. But he's never felt this way before. He doesn't give himself over to someone else easily like this. Loving someone - because that's what it is, isn't it? - was always something to avoid. And yet...]
[And as he says the words... there's no way it could be anything other than true.]