[ there's a gentle awe to the words and thomas finds himself caught up on it, still for a moment beneath william and caught in the moment. if he didn't need to breathe, perhaps he could stay like this forever, willingly trapped in william's gaze. there's a weight to it, but it is not oppressive in the least.
thomas finds himself smiling back, as unguarded as he'll ever be. ]
Will you-- [ a beat. he reaches up to curve a hand over william's cheek. ] I'd like you inside me.
[ there's still no real urgency, but-- oh, he wants that connection. that proximity. almost primly: ] Please.
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thomas finds himself smiling back, as unguarded as he'll ever be. ]
Will you-- [ a beat. he reaches up to curve a hand over william's cheek. ] I'd like you inside me.
[ there's still no real urgency, but-- oh, he wants that connection. that proximity. almost primly: ] Please.