The moon was high as only exhausted pants filled the silence between the two men. For his part, Kassian provided most of the noise as he laid prone and exhausted from the couple’s activities. Hazy unfocused eyes glazed over the pillow as Kassian’s chest rose and fell with an uneven tempo.
Sian, ever the romantic after a fuck was laying on the bed staring at the ceiling in a mindless trance as he caught his own breathe. He wouldn’t have stopped if his stamina wasn’t depleted after all.
Most nights, this is where their activities end as the two men eventually gravitate towards each other for a heavy night’s rest. Hearts and.... Other orifices full.
Tonight was different though. Sian really wanted a smoke.
A fumbling arm reaches over to his nightstand with the grace of a rampaging elephant as he tries to feel around for a pack he’s 75% sure he didn’t finish off already.
No dice.
With a groan, and reciprocal whimper from Kassian (which gains the weary man a small hand squeeze and soft shushing) Sian sits up, scratching his chest as he squints in the dark of his own room.
Where did he put the damn thing?
Sian mentally back tracks, the facial expression giving the impression of intense mental calculus as he thinks, only to come up mute.
Shit balls.
Next to him another whine rises from his partner’s throat. Blue eyes threatening to tear over look up as Kassian seems suddenly distraught at the distance between them.
Verbal attempts at calming down the threatening tears quickly flash through Sian’s mind, each punctuated by loudening curse words as he can’t seem to find the right comforting words.
With a bit of panic and thoughtlessness Sian does what he does best: act without thinking.
A hand reaches out to pet unraveling black locks as Kassian immediately melts i to his lover’s touch with a small smile on his lips. The comforts were small, but it meant the world to Kassian. Slowly a mirroring smile echos on Sian’s face as he looks at his cute little Kassie soak up his
affections. Unable and unwilling to stop himself Sian leans down for a greedy kiss as if he has not spent the better half of the night ravaging them.
This time however, the kiss his chaste and full of love Sian is not verbose enough to express. Kassian grins tiredly but genuinely against his lover’s familiar lips. Heartbeats pass as the two rearrange themselves to intertwine in lazy yet loving affections.
Panting resumes as lungs reach for air habitually, Sian gently pressing his forehead against Kassian’s. From here the two men could implore the impossible depths of their other’s eyes to their hearts content, only for pairs ruby and ice to gently close having mapped the other’s features for lifetimes already. In a moment as tender and tranquil as this, words were not needed to express their devotions.
Yet they were uttered anyways.
A whisper passes Sian’s lips, his accent thickening the way it always did when he spoke his mother tongue.
“Táim i ngrá leat, anamchara.”
The exact meaning need not be said as Kassian airily laughed at the affectionate tone, leaning forward for a second kiss as a feeling that has only overtaken him once before takes hold. A feeling of undeniable and unequivocal love. Unintentional yet purposeful all the same, Kassians resonating soul reaches out only to find one beating in kind. An obsessive soul that loves with all it has happily intertwining with its chosen match.
The two men could have laid there for eternity, resonating in an unlikely love they built for themselves if not for the sudden weight between them causing both men to look down simultaneously from their broken spell.
Into matching blue and red eyes, peaking out from baby hairs the colors of sunset and twilight respectively.
With souls resonated and on the same page both men do not skip a beat as they act in sync.
“What the fuck-“
“Oh you’ve got to be shittin’ me-“