Dedue’s okay with that. He takes Dimitri’s invitation and presses harder against him, continuing to grind. He presses kisses to the side of Dimitri’s neck and sucks at the skin.
There’s the weight of years of pining in his movements. It’s like a boulder that, once immobile, now goes faster and faster on its way down to the sea. His breath is rapid, and he doesn’t feel completely in control of himself.
Before things get out of hand, he pulls back some of his weight and mumbles against Dimitri’s ear, “Is this alright?”
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Dedue’s okay with that. He takes Dimitri’s invitation and presses harder against him, continuing to grind. He presses kisses to the side of Dimitri’s neck and sucks at the skin.
There’s the weight of years of pining in his movements. It’s like a boulder that, once immobile, now goes faster and faster on its way down to the sea. His breath is rapid, and he doesn’t feel completely in control of himself.
Before things get out of hand, he pulls back some of his weight and mumbles against Dimitri’s ear, “Is this alright?”