"Not dreaming," he promises. "We're awake. We're right here."
No more lost memories. Only making new ones.
New memories that include: this, driving into him, finding the angles that make Louis gasp, the best way to press into him, and all of it is good for Daniel, who feels like something is once again being rewired in him. Sex shouldn't be on the list of revelatory potentials, at over seventy years old, especially with his history, but he can't deny the elated things happening to his brain chemistry. Allowed to have this, to enjoy this, and it feels right. It feels correct in a way that should be terrifying, because it's everything he's put away and denied for so long.
And maybe he does know, has always known, but there's a difference between knowing and setting it aside, and knowing and being present within it.
He kisses Louis, and feels something in him, some emotional, intangible thing, shiver loose. It belongs to Louis, whatever it is; the man who had chosen him at that bar, who wanted to be interviewed by some idiot kid, who saw him as more than a hookup to be used despite what they'd both walked into the building for.
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No more lost memories. Only making new ones.
New memories that include: this, driving into him, finding the angles that make Louis gasp, the best way to press into him, and all of it is good for Daniel, who feels like something is once again being rewired in him. Sex shouldn't be on the list of revelatory potentials, at over seventy years old, especially with his history, but he can't deny the elated things happening to his brain chemistry. Allowed to have this, to enjoy this, and it feels right. It feels correct in a way that should be terrifying, because it's everything he's put away and denied for so long.
And maybe he does know, has always known, but there's a difference between knowing and setting it aside, and knowing and being present within it.
He kisses Louis, and feels something in him, some emotional, intangible thing, shiver loose. It belongs to Louis, whatever it is; the man who had chosen him at that bar, who wanted to be interviewed by some idiot kid, who saw him as more than a hookup to be used despite what they'd both walked into the building for.