[ Ephemera keeps his good eye closed, making a small sound as Drake kisses him. And as Ephemera presses closer and kisses him back, licking into his mouth. Wanting him. There are no words. There are too many words. He used to be good at this. But Drake's hand presses against his back and Ephemera shivers with it, rocking into him. He fists his hand in Drake's shirt and tugs, wanting him closer. Wanting to get on top of him.
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[ Ephemera keeps his good eye closed, making a small sound as Drake kisses him. And as Ephemera presses closer and kisses him back, licking into his mouth. Wanting him. There are no words. There are too many words. He used to be good at this. But Drake's hand presses against his back and Ephemera shivers with it, rocking into him. He fists his hand in Drake's shirt and tugs, wanting him closer. Wanting to get on top of him.
Fuck.
He opens his good eye a crack, swallowing hard. ]
Can I? Touch you?