[ Mystery drags him up and Romance lets go of his cock without a second thought, bracing himself with his forearms on either side of Mysteryβs head as heβs hauled into the kiss. It hits him like a punch to the gut - hot, desperate and leaving him trembling with everything Mystery doesn't say fast enough.
Is it returned? Or is he pushing something now that Mystery doesn't want? Does he need to back off, give them both some time with the truths spilling from his lips? Is the kiss simply to shut him up?
Hands in his hair always makes him weak and distracts him and he shivers, hips grinding against Mystery like he's afraid of losing him if he lets go. His breathing stutters in his chest when Mystery clings to him, eyes closing as Romance rubs their cheeks together, feeling the damp of Mystery's tears against his skin.
Maybe he said it too fast. Maybe he said it at the wrong time, it's entirely possible.
His concerns evaporate along with his anger and jealousy when Mystery looks him in the eyes and says those words, ones Romance hasn't ever heard in earnestness before. He's been told in the heat of the moment, when he's been on one of their kings little 'missions', but it's never meant. People say shit like that in the heat of the moment when he's been manipulating them, pretty lies coaxed out from humans Romance didn't care about. But Mystery means it; Romance can hear it in the way he says it, the tremble in his voice.
He shifts so he can cup Mystery's face, brush his thumb over his cheek and speak between soft kisses. ]
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Is it returned? Or is he pushing something now that Mystery doesn't want? Does he need to back off, give them both some time with the truths spilling from his lips? Is the kiss simply to shut him up?
Hands in his hair always makes him weak and distracts him and he shivers, hips grinding against Mystery like he's afraid of losing him if he lets go. His breathing stutters in his chest when Mystery clings to him, eyes closing as Romance rubs their cheeks together, feeling the damp of Mystery's tears against his skin.
Maybe he said it too fast. Maybe he said it at the wrong time, it's entirely possible.
His concerns evaporate along with his anger and jealousy when Mystery looks him in the eyes and says those words, ones Romance hasn't ever heard in earnestness before. He's been told in the heat of the moment, when he's been on one of their kings little 'missions', but it's never meant. People say shit like that in the heat of the moment when he's been manipulating them, pretty lies coaxed out from humans Romance didn't care about. But Mystery means it; Romance can hear it in the way he says it, the tremble in his voice.
He shifts so he can cup Mystery's face, brush his thumb over his cheek and speak between soft kisses. ]
Don't cry, my little star.