[ Back against the mattress he goes, soft blankets cushioning both of their weight, the cool evening air sweeping over Albedo once Kaeya leans back to strip his sweater off. He misses the heat of Kaeya's body instinctively, yearning to take it back, but there's something so satisfying in watching him sit above him and strip down, too. Away goes his sweater, leaving Kaeya only in his revealing, tight-fitting top, muscle and skin peeking through and driving Albedo's heart into his throat.
Maybe it's a good thing Kaeya pulls back, to give him a moment of clarity to reflect that he is lying on Kaeya's bed, and he is stripping down for him. They're kissing, and touching, and soon they will share even more.
Once Kaeya moves closer once more, Albedo winds his arms tight around his shoulders, fingers splayed against his shoulders, his ankles crossing behind Kaeya's back. Anything to keep him near, to drive that need further into his belly, to keep his nerves from creeping into the back of his mind. Tentatively, he dips his tongue past Kaeya's lips again, licking into the flesh of the roof of his mouth, groaning softly against the onslaught of taste and his hands against his stomach. ]
Ah -
[ He gasps, his fingers grasping tight in the fabric of Kaeya's shirt. Beneath his own sweater, Albedo wears only a simple dark cotton tee, now rucked up around Kaeya's wrists. It's so much, no one has ever touched him like this -
But he doesn't want to stop. ]
No. Please. Keep going.
[ One of his hands sinks into Kaeya's dark hair, his knees tightening around Kaeya's waist. ]
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Maybe it's a good thing Kaeya pulls back, to give him a moment of clarity to reflect that he is lying on Kaeya's bed, and he is stripping down for him. They're kissing, and touching, and soon they will share even more.
Once Kaeya moves closer once more, Albedo winds his arms tight around his shoulders, fingers splayed against his shoulders, his ankles crossing behind Kaeya's back. Anything to keep him near, to drive that need further into his belly, to keep his nerves from creeping into the back of his mind. Tentatively, he dips his tongue past Kaeya's lips again, licking into the flesh of the roof of his mouth, groaning softly against the onslaught of taste and his hands against his stomach. ]
Ah -
[ He gasps, his fingers grasping tight in the fabric of Kaeya's shirt. Beneath his own sweater, Albedo wears only a simple dark cotton tee, now rucked up around Kaeya's wrists. It's so much, no one has ever touched him like this -
But he doesn't want to stop. ]
No. Please. Keep going.
[ One of his hands sinks into Kaeya's dark hair, his knees tightening around Kaeya's waist. ]