One of them should have some restraint. Louis should not be thinking so seriously about testing the limits of Daniel's.
But restraint is difficult. Surprisingly so for Louis, who has felt so little in the past eighty years. The way he wants Daniel is a breathless, consuming rush of a thing, wanting to give him everything, anything. All of it at once, an unshakeable awareness of two weeks measured against the promise of fifty years, a hundred years, two hundred years. Not enough time. There will never be enough.
"Tomorrow then," like a little joke. Ha, ha, waiting twenty-four hours to veer off the edge of a cliff together.
Polite, restless touches roaming across Daniel's shoulders, the nape of his neck, down his back. Curbing the impulse to strip off Daniel's clothing in turn, aware of some discomfort, some self-consciousness, and as loathe to tread over tender territory as Louis is impatient to touch him in turn.
Murmurs, offers, "We can go slow. Figure it out together."
It's not a hardship to linger here, trading kisses back and forth. Letting Daniel's weight bear him down into the mattress while Daniel touches him, while they breathe together, wind each other up to some unbearable height. As long as Daniel is here, as long as Louis is still kissing him, it's enough.
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But restraint is difficult. Surprisingly so for Louis, who has felt so little in the past eighty years. The way he wants Daniel is a breathless, consuming rush of a thing, wanting to give him everything, anything. All of it at once, an unshakeable awareness of two weeks measured against the promise of fifty years, a hundred years, two hundred years. Not enough time. There will never be enough.
"Tomorrow then," like a little joke. Ha, ha, waiting twenty-four hours to veer off the edge of a cliff together.
Polite, restless touches roaming across Daniel's shoulders, the nape of his neck, down his back. Curbing the impulse to strip off Daniel's clothing in turn, aware of some discomfort, some self-consciousness, and as loathe to tread over tender territory as Louis is impatient to touch him in turn.
Murmurs, offers, "We can go slow. Figure it out together."
It's not a hardship to linger here, trading kisses back and forth. Letting Daniel's weight bear him down into the mattress while Daniel touches him, while they breathe together, wind each other up to some unbearable height. As long as Daniel is here, as long as Louis is still kissing him, it's enough.