His mouth pressed to Liam's, tongue seeking and searching with such liquid need while he pushed in, nearly melting into the other man though there was that hardness that prevented him from doing that entirely. But he would melt, he would melt deep inside this man and then perhaps reform into a thought that could not be perished.
He had been there, marks of himself that could not be erased; likely the demon would sense it.
But that was thoughts for later, wasn't it?
He finally hilted himself until his pelvic bone touched Liam's, steading himself there while he drank of that mouth like it was but a cooling draught that would surely quench his thirst-- he idd not need air when he had the other man's breath to sustain him.
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Date: 2025-06-29 04:11 am (UTC)He had been there, marks of himself that could not be erased; likely the demon would sense it.
But that was thoughts for later, wasn't it?
He finally hilted himself until his pelvic bone touched Liam's, steading himself there while he drank of that mouth like it was but a cooling draught that would surely quench his thirst-- he idd not need air when he had the other man's breath to sustain him.