[ He nods mutely, realizing how it must have sounded, wanting to explain, or to correct himself, but not really sure of the right words— at least for a moment. And then he smiles, tugs his hand free of Alhaitham's so that he can cup his cheeks in both hands. He remembers— ]
Take all of me, and give me all of you. [ This time, his voice is a whisper, but there's a seriousness at its edges that the other man will easily recognize. ] I want you, Alhaitham.
[ His legs coil, wrapping around the other's hips to tug him in that little bit closer. ]
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Take all of me, and give me all of you. [ This time, his voice is a whisper, but there's a seriousness at its edges that the other man will easily recognize. ] I want you, Alhaitham.
[ His legs coil, wrapping around the other's hips to tug him in that little bit closer. ]
I want this.