And of course he wants them to kiss him. Enough so that he leans in himself, pressing his lips against theirs and sighing softly.
It has been a little while for him, too. Though of course, he doesn't count the twelve thousand years trapped on the moon since he recalls very little of it. But with the Final Days and the chaos it had brought upon him and his people, sex was the last thing on his mind.
Now, however, it's all he can think about. He takes in the way Nimbus feels against his lips, the way their skin feels beneath his fingertips as he trails them down their chest, and then pulls them closer.
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And of course he wants them to kiss him. Enough so that he leans in himself, pressing his lips against theirs and sighing softly.
It has been a little while for him, too. Though of course, he doesn't count the twelve thousand years trapped on the moon since he recalls very little of it. But with the Final Days and the chaos it had brought upon him and his people, sex was the last thing on his mind.
Now, however, it's all he can think about. He takes in the way Nimbus feels against his lips, the way their skin feels beneath his fingertips as he trails them down their chest, and then pulls them closer.