[ the way his body fits against hawk's feels divine - like he was meant to fold into his chest and kiss him like this. he can remember, hazily, how it had felt when the man had carried him from campus to the hospital and back - how he just slotted against him like he was meant to be there. it feels like that now, pressed up to him and kissing him, the heavy weight of hawk's hand at his neck.
although he's just about as tall as hawk is, he feels himself needing to tip-toe up for the way he could melt right now, nudging into their fiery kiss with a yearning reach for more, more, more. but it will always feel like this - passing moments together from this instance on. it will drive him mad.
tim grins up at hawk, letting their noses brush together softly as hawk comes in for the next kiss graciously granted. it's soft, a simple, gentle press of his mouth and it's pathetic how he sighs into it, the hand at hawk's shoulder sliding so that his arm hooks round his neck and keeps him close. it was meant to be a simple little kiss, he's sure, but tim parts his lips and instead of the fierce, hungry thing from a few moments earlier, it's slow - a soft and languid twine of his tongue past soft lips, so that when he does pull back for air, he's flushed hot and left awed by him. ]
Please don't make me let go of you right now.
[ he wants to stay close, wants to hold him like this could be their forever, even as he tilts his head and presses his mouth against the corner of hawk's lips again, nosing at his cheek when his lips press one final kiss to his jawline. ]
Does this have to end?
[ there's the wine talking a little, voice whispered between them as tim all but asks the question against hawk's mouth, his eyes flitting to look up at hawk under dark lashes. he worries the corner of his own mouth between his teeth after he asks the question, heart pounding in his chest. his fingers have slid into the hair at his nape, the blunt of his nails soft against his scalp. ]
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although he's just about as tall as hawk is, he feels himself needing to tip-toe up for the way he could melt right now, nudging into their fiery kiss with a yearning reach for more, more, more. but it will always feel like this - passing moments together from this instance on. it will drive him mad.
tim grins up at hawk, letting their noses brush together softly as hawk comes in for the next kiss graciously granted. it's soft, a simple, gentle press of his mouth and it's pathetic how he sighs into it, the hand at hawk's shoulder sliding so that his arm hooks round his neck and keeps him close. it was meant to be a simple little kiss, he's sure, but tim parts his lips and instead of the fierce, hungry thing from a few moments earlier, it's slow - a soft and languid twine of his tongue past soft lips, so that when he does pull back for air, he's flushed hot and left awed by him. ]
Please don't make me let go of you right now.
[ he wants to stay close, wants to hold him like this could be their forever, even as he tilts his head and presses his mouth against the corner of hawk's lips again, nosing at his cheek when his lips press one final kiss to his jawline. ]
Does this have to end?
[ there's the wine talking a little, voice whispered between them as tim all but asks the question against hawk's mouth, his eyes flitting to look up at hawk under dark lashes. he worries the corner of his own mouth between his teeth after he asks the question, heart pounding in his chest. his fingers have slid into the hair at his nape, the blunt of his nails soft against his scalp. ]