Syx fell into Harrison’s arms, relaxing with a soft sigh before leaning in and nipping at the other man’s ear and kissing his cheek, “Why hello.”
Syx leaned into the touch, eyes closed. He brought his own hand up to cover Harrison’s, it was complicated yes, but so right. They might both have their own loves. Harrison mated and with a child. This was too special not to explore. Needing few words to understand the emotions of the other, easier than with Wayne or Anna or anyone else Syx had ever been close to.
He let out a soft laugh, “It’s stupid and illogical. Harder than it should have to be, harder than I wish it was,” his anxieties always getting in the way.
There always lingered the fear that his lover might run out of patiences for him. Might reject him for say no or resisting too much. There were so few he’d ever even let get that close and he couldn’t picture any of them treating him like that… yet the fear lingered. Coupled on top of the scars of his past it made his wants so difficult to achieve.
“The desire is there,” Syx gave him a delicate smile, “the challenge is getting mind and body on the same page as the heart,” threading his fingers with Harrison’s he added, “I want this too. Us like this,” kissing each knuckle. To have a real relationship and not just a game, “Both is good.”
Syx’s words might not be making linear sense, but Harrison doesn’t really need them. His future lover is pleased, somewhat anxious, and then feels guilty for being anxious. Those are all emotions Harrison can easily understand. Especially when Syx links their fingers, blue woven in with blue. God, Harrison never tires of the sight. The knuckle kisses elicit a half-lidded smile from the businessman to the vulnerable villain in his lap. It seems that Syx is of the same mind, wanting something more than just sex games.
“I bet you’ll be beautiful when it happens,” Harrison blurts out, picturing it so clearly. “On your back or riding me. I want to see your smiling face when I make you cum all around me.” The words may be dirty, but he isn’t trying to tease. He’s actually being quite sweet.
Syx reddened further, his cheeks turning a deeper rose. Chewing on his lower lip as he looked at Harrison through his lashes. With a twisted sense of mangled logic, he could readily admit that Harrison was beautiful, knew they were nearly identical in most ways. Knew that Wayne considered him beautiful, and Anna too. Yet still… it was hard to internalize. Getting easier though.
Squeezing Harrison’s hand he leaned his forehead against his… his lover… that would be okay to claim, and sighed happily.
“I’m looking forward to that. To knowing how you smell and taste and feel when you fall apart,” letting out another nervous chuckle, “I do hope that cuddling like this will be an option afterward whether it was hard or soft,” he always needed this, craved this. To be wrapped up in his lover’s arms, soft and vulnerable after.
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