[ This is better, this silence--the tension is still there but it's twisting into something else, and Arthur deepens the kiss, hands finding Meliorn's shoulders, and Meliorn backs up willingly so long as those lips are on his.
It's about time, he thinks, if only because he's always been aware of how handsome Arthur is, even before his legs bump the edge of the couch. He'd known the moment he slipped through the veil of dreaming.
Now it's just like battle--there's no room for thought, just action, and Meliorn shifts their positions, gently nudging Arthur down on the couch, following suit almost immediately. ]
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Date: 2018-06-27 08:55 pm (UTC)It's about time, he thinks, if only because he's always been aware of how handsome Arthur is, even before his legs bump the edge of the couch. He'd known the moment he slipped through the veil of dreaming.
Now it's just like battle--there's no room for thought, just action, and Meliorn shifts their positions, gently nudging Arthur down on the couch, following suit almost immediately. ]