When his head raises again, to laugh maybe in some sort of awe and disbelief, or to smile and kiss him again, he finds Rama already staring up at him. If he weren’t already so winded it would have knocked the breath right out him, the way that Ram looks at him now. Crozier cups his face again, thumb brushing over his jaw and cheek, eyes searching his and finding warmth and love.
He presses his lips to his softly, joining them one more time before they start the process of separating. The moment lingers as the kiss does, teeth grazing sweetly again Ram’s already plump lips. He sighs softly when he does pull away, already thinking of how he’s going to wrap himself around Rama as they sleep.
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When his head raises again, to laugh maybe in some sort of awe and disbelief, or to smile and kiss him again, he finds Rama already staring up at him. If he weren’t already so winded it would have knocked the breath right out him, the way that Ram looks at him now. Crozier cups his face again, thumb brushing over his jaw and cheek, eyes searching his and finding warmth and love.
He presses his lips to his softly, joining them one more time before they start the process of separating. The moment lingers as the kiss does, teeth grazing sweetly again Ram’s already plump lips. He sighs softly when he does pull away, already thinking of how he’s going to wrap himself around Rama as they sleep.