*Perhaps he shouldn't be surprised by this point at Kailas's eagerness to reestablish physical contact, given that it had been Kailas who had initiated it to begin with, and yet still, even now, Ikenna can't help but feel that surprise, all the same. As Kailas's lean arms wrap securely about his frame, draw him in so very closely, Ikenna's skin tingles with such pleasant warmth, his breath catching in his throat.*
Kailas... *With each sensation--each touch to Kailas's skin, with each brushing against his nude frame, each kiss Kailas delivers, each and every word uttered against Ikenna's neck... It's almost frightening in its intensity, and yet he smiles against the younger man's lips, perfect against his own. A free hand draws to Kailas's cheek, stroking carefully, gently--it's frightening and fucking perfect, all in the same moment.* I'm glad you think so, then. *he finally manages to softly tease against those lips.*