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*It isn’t as if Ikenna has forgotten that nagging self-doubt, the uncertainty he feels over how on earth he’s managed to somehow earn this man’s utterances of love, affections, the way his breaths quicken, and those soft, utterly perfect sounds escaping him, vibrating against Ikenna’s lips. No, he hasn’t forgotten, but for the moment, he’s neatly tucked it away into the back of his thoughts, a dark corner reserved solely for a seemingly endless list of self-doubts, fears, and assorted self-deprecations, really. In this moment, with Kailas’s hand held tightly in his own, anchoring him as he presses in, fills Kailas with himself—all he will truly focus on is the swelling emotions, the warm and perfectly suffocating sensations, driving him to seek out more.
And seek it out he does. Encouraged by those soft moans, the way Kailas reacts so plainly beneath him, he finds his motions far more naturally, his kisses impassioned and perhaps even a bit genuinely confident.*
Kailas—hah, you’re so very—ah...*he murmurs between kisses, his lips now wandering, pressing at a corner of Kailas’s parted lips, moving to a wet cheek. Wet with tears, honestly, it’s—how in the world could Ikenna of all people be the reason for such emotions? It’s difficult to understand, but leaves him that much more breathless as he presses in, again, again, deeply, fully, his own body tingling with such overwhelming warmth. It all threatens to carry him away.* H-hah, beautiful, so sweet, I, ah....