if gentaro wasn’t already falling cataclysmically in love with dice the shaky, low rumbles would have pierced any remaining boundary. it would have shattered any wall and left the aloof man cracking at the seams, realizing love really is something you settle in and feel, that it can’t quite be described and it hits hard but it grows over time and isn’t like some blunt switch.
the hands in his hair feel stupidly nice and gentaro leans into them as he the waves of his orgasm fade. they’re going to be an absolute, disgusting mess but he can’t quite care, no, not with dice’s words filling years of holes in his heart. )
Dice. ( he kisses him sweetly, warmly, slowly, unable to parrot back such honest truths at this second but pouring the sentiment into the kiss. )
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if gentaro wasn’t already falling cataclysmically in love with dice the shaky, low rumbles would have pierced any remaining boundary. it would have shattered any wall and left the aloof man cracking at the seams, realizing love really is something you settle in and feel, that it can’t quite be described and it hits hard but it grows over time and isn’t like some blunt switch.
the hands in his hair feel stupidly nice and gentaro leans into them as he the waves of his orgasm fade. they’re going to be an absolute, disgusting mess but he can’t quite care, no, not with dice’s words filling years of holes in his heart. )
Dice. ( he kisses him sweetly, warmly, slowly, unable to parrot back such honest truths at this second but pouring the sentiment into the kiss. )