"Mm," Raju hums, not disagreeing. He's still watching Francis' face. He hasn't gotten enough yet of looking at Francis this way, eyes closed, relaxed and close. "Let's rest first, hm?" he says and leans forward, touches a featherlight kiss to one closed eyelid, then another. "I haven't slept well in ages," he whispers, a smile in his voice, and settles close enough to feel Francis' breath against his face.
It might be easier for Raju to sleep, normally, after making love this way, but he hasn't been close to Francis in so long. It might be a long while before he sleeps tonigh. When he'd first laid down that idea had seemed like a trial, wondering how many hours he would have to endure here still and awake; it seems like a gift, now.
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Date: 2024-08-04 01:33 pm (UTC)It might be easier for Raju to sleep, normally, after making love this way, but he hasn't been close to Francis in so long. It might be a long while before he sleeps tonigh. When he'd first laid down that idea had seemed like a trial, wondering how many hours he would have to endure here still and awake; it seems like a gift, now.