[the other saja boys (usually) don't go into his room unless they've been asked to, but the fact that romance did so doesn't bother him at all. if anything, he wants him to do it more, because it means that romance is comfortable in his space and that's almost as wonderful as the compliments he gives him.
a soft little sigh passes his lips as romance's hand moves along his ribs, his other hand moving from beneath his head to worm its way underneath romance's side, the arm hooking around him to hold them closer together.]
As are you. [he gently nudges their foreheads together, tracing his fingertips along romance's cheek, down his jaw and to his neck, which is where he lingers, the pad of his thumb rubbing lightly across the pulsepoint.] I'm glad you're here.
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[the other saja boys (usually) don't go into his room unless they've been asked to, but the fact that romance did so doesn't bother him at all. if anything, he wants him to do it more, because it means that romance is comfortable in his space and that's almost as wonderful as the compliments he gives him.
a soft little sigh passes his lips as romance's hand moves along his ribs, his other hand moving from beneath his head to worm its way underneath romance's side, the arm hooking around him to hold them closer together.]
As are you. [he gently nudges their foreheads together, tracing his fingertips along romance's cheek, down his jaw and to his neck, which is where he lingers, the pad of his thumb rubbing lightly across the pulsepoint.] I'm glad you're here.