[a lot of things, really, and maybe – just maybe! – romance will be able to pull a straightforward answer out of him when he does eventually ask.
for the moment, mystery does his best to do what he's told, breathing in deep and measured and exhaling in the same manner, repeating the motion until his heart has started beating somewhat normal again. he hates to think that romance is worried about him being afraid, which is something else that helps calm him from the high-strung emotions he'd been experiencing. contentment feels so much better than anxiety, he has to admit, and he lets the feeling sink into him, his body slowly but surely relaxing against the mattress beneath them.
he tilts to meet the kiss better when it comes, his free hand moving and stroking over romance's cheek, silently appreciating him and everything that he is.]
And you have all of me.
[albeit with clear reluctance, he lets romance pull away, both of his hands lowering to his sides so he can grip the bedsheets, fingers twisting up tight in the fabric in his best attempt to keep from grabbing romance to stop him. his head drops back as romance's mouth moves down his body, drawing soft little noises from him with each gesture, but he grows slightly louder whenever he reaches his hip and then rubs his cheek against his thigh. despite his best attempts, he does move one hand to rest atop romance's head once he's settled between his thighs, a sharp gasp passing his lips when that wicked tongue trails over his cock so languidly, causing him to roll his hips in response to the motion.
this feels so much better than punishment, the way romance's confidence pours back into him, making mystery outright thrilled that he's not so angry anymore.]
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for the moment, mystery does his best to do what he's told, breathing in deep and measured and exhaling in the same manner, repeating the motion until his heart has started beating somewhat normal again. he hates to think that romance is worried about him being afraid, which is something else that helps calm him from the high-strung emotions he'd been experiencing. contentment feels so much better than anxiety, he has to admit, and he lets the feeling sink into him, his body slowly but surely relaxing against the mattress beneath them.
he tilts to meet the kiss better when it comes, his free hand moving and stroking over romance's cheek, silently appreciating him and everything that he is.]
And you have all of me.
[albeit with clear reluctance, he lets romance pull away, both of his hands lowering to his sides so he can grip the bedsheets, fingers twisting up tight in the fabric in his best attempt to keep from grabbing romance to stop him. his head drops back as romance's mouth moves down his body, drawing soft little noises from him with each gesture, but he grows slightly louder whenever he reaches his hip and then rubs his cheek against his thigh. despite his best attempts, he does move one hand to rest atop romance's head once he's settled between his thighs, a sharp gasp passing his lips when that wicked tongue trails over his cock so languidly, causing him to roll his hips in response to the motion.
this feels so much better than punishment, the way romance's confidence pours back into him, making mystery outright thrilled that he's not so angry anymore.]