( Don't look at him like that - not with that gaze that gives him shivers, reminds him why he followed him and would do it again in a heartbeat if his own betrayal weren't twisting his tongue.
He won't leave him again. He can't. He promised. But, more than that - he hates how so much of him doesn't want to. Even way back when, when he was falling apart and trying to run far as he could from Brad and his gang, Nero didn't want to leave him. He'd just wanted to be with him, just like this.
There is a sense of resistance at first, Nero's stubborn guilt that acts as a wall, before he melts into the kiss easy, the way he always does, the sounds tipsy and needy and his breath wet. The hands pressing at Brad's chest start to curl in, pulling Brad closer like a lifeline.
If Brad weren't here with him, he doesn't know what he'd do. )
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He won't leave him again. He can't. He promised. But, more than that - he hates how so much of him doesn't want to. Even way back when, when he was falling apart and trying to run far as he could from Brad and his gang, Nero didn't want to leave him. He'd just wanted to be with him, just like this.
There is a sense of resistance at first, Nero's stubborn guilt that acts as a wall, before he melts into the kiss easy, the way he always does, the sounds tipsy and needy and his breath wet. The hands pressing at Brad's chest start to curl in, pulling Brad closer like a lifeline.
If Brad weren't here with him, he doesn't know what he'd do. )