I'm not going anywhere, Nyx. I'm here, I'm with you.
[Squall can see the worry, the fear, the loss in the way Nyx almost seems to tense up and he leans ever more into that touch, nudging him and then taking those lips once more against his. He will kiss every fear out of Nyx's body if he has to. He's been there since he first arrived, watched him close off and then start to open up to him. He's watched him recover and has only found him more and more beautiful, someone squall can easily and truly say he loves. It's still so strange to think he'd find anyone whose affections he cherished so deeply as his own for Cloud's and yet if Nyx disappeared on him right now he doesn't think he'd ever recover.]
I love you, Nyx...I love you
[Once more he breaks the kiss each time for more love, more affirmations of his feelings. His warm hands still jerking off Nyx's dick. He's so slow in how he moves his hands, no urgency but rather a slow pace of adoration to tease him into pleasure ] I love your lips, I love the way you call me geddah. Everytime you hold me I feel like I'm home. [Each word gets it's own jerk of his hands, some punctuated by a bit of extra heat in his lips.]
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[Squall can see the worry, the fear, the loss in the way Nyx almost seems to tense up and he leans ever more into that touch, nudging him and then taking those lips once more against his. He will kiss every fear out of Nyx's body if he has to. He's been there since he first arrived, watched him close off and then start to open up to him. He's watched him recover and has only found him more and more beautiful, someone squall can easily and truly say he loves. It's still so strange to think he'd find anyone whose affections he cherished so deeply as his own for Cloud's and yet if Nyx disappeared on him right now he doesn't think he'd ever recover.]
I love you, Nyx...I love you
[Once more he breaks the kiss each time for more love, more affirmations of his feelings. His warm hands still jerking off Nyx's dick. He's so slow in how he moves his hands, no urgency but rather a slow pace of adoration to tease him into pleasure ] I love your lips, I love the way you call me geddah. Everytime you hold me I feel like I'm home. [Each word gets it's own jerk of his hands, some punctuated by a bit of extra heat in his lips.]