He slid his fingers up to frame Zach's face, thumbs brushing his cheeks,
lips softly moving--small, gentle, warm kisses melting together one after
the other.
He'd always imagined this was how Zach would want to be kissed. (And he'd
imagined it a lot more than he ever would admit, even to himself.)
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Date: 2019-04-27 03:58 am (UTC)He slid his fingers up to frame Zach's face, thumbs brushing his cheeks, lips softly moving--small, gentle, warm kisses melting together one after the other.
He'd always imagined this was how Zach would want to be kissed. (And he'd imagined it a lot more than he ever would admit, even to himself.)