( He'll absolutely regret them. But, right now - he doesn't want to. Brad calling him partner turns him on almost more than anything else, and he thinks he almost picks up the scent of those icy caverns in the north - the scent of their cramped little hideout, the distant sounds of the other guys not too far away, something half-finished in the kitchen, still simmering 'til it's time to serve.
It feels like home.
He kisses Brad back just as deep, feeling Brad hard against his stomach is almost as unbearable as his own pants feeling tight on him. Brad's hands, frustratingly, don't help him out of them - and he presses into his hands, his heel pressing down into the fabric of his pants to help tug it down, like giving Brad permission - and telling him to get on with it.
All this feelings talk has been just as bad on Nero's building need as it has been Brad, his fingers tangling in Brad's hair with one hand, nails digging into his back against the other, his scars like textured rivets against his skin - marks of Brad's strength, and always reminders that... for as strong as Brad was, he'd still brought him down, once. And that's a weight he'll always carry, no matter how much Brad wants to relieve him of it, even in moments like this, so long as he can still think. )
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It feels like home.
He kisses Brad back just as deep, feeling Brad hard against his stomach is almost as unbearable as his own pants feeling tight on him. Brad's hands, frustratingly, don't help him out of them - and he presses into his hands, his heel pressing down into the fabric of his pants to help tug it down, like giving Brad permission - and telling him to get on with it.
All this feelings talk has been just as bad on Nero's building need as it has been Brad, his fingers tangling in Brad's hair with one hand, nails digging into his back against the other, his scars like textured rivets against his skin - marks of Brad's strength, and always reminders that... for as strong as Brad was, he'd still brought him down, once. And that's a weight he'll always carry, no matter how much Brad wants to relieve him of it, even in moments like this, so long as he can still think. )