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Halo chuckles bitterly. "At times I feel like I do…" He whispers.
Halo chuckles bitterly. "At times I feel like I do…" He whispers.
“No, no you don’t,” Thatcher said. He reached out, taking Halo’s hand in his again. “You haven’t done anything wrong to deserve that treatment,” he continued.
Halo looks up, his eyes watering. He starts when his hand in taken. He bites his lips, looking up at Thatcher. For some reason… he really wanted to kiss the other.
Thatcher noticed the tears that were forming in Halo’s eyes, and a pitying expression crossed his face. “Don’t cry, there’s no need for that,” he said softly, reaching up with his free hand to rest it on the side of Halo’s face, caressing his cheek gently. He could have sworn he saw desire in Halo’s eyes for a moment.
Halo nuzzles into Thatchers hand, seeking comfort. He looks up at the other. He looked so… vulnerable.
Thatcher decided to take a chance. He had been wanting to do this for a while, and this seemed like the time to him. Halo might pull back in disgust, but he also might respond in a positive way. He knew he didn’t look the best, with all of the bruises on his face. But he still guided Halo’s head forward, connecting their lips softly.
Halo starts for a second at the sign of affection, but slowly kisses back, tilting his head as he allowed his eyes to slowly flutter shut.
Thatcher’s eyes shut, and relief flooded through his nerves once Halo returned the kiss. He made sure he was gentle with the kissing as his head tilted. He caressed Halo’s cheek for a moment longer before his hand moved away, resting on Halo’s waist. He still held Halo’s hand.
Halo smiles a little, letting himself kiss back, happy tears running down his cheeks. He felt so relieved. So happy.
Thatcher carefully pulled Halo a bit closer to him, rubbing his waist softly. After a moment longer, he broke away from the kiss, tilting his forehead to rest against Halo’s. He kept his eyes shut still for a moment, just breathing and savoring how Halo’s lips had felt.
Halo smiles, giggling softly. He leans against the other happily, humming softly.
“That was… really amazing,” Thatcher said, his deep voice a bit more gentle than it had been in the past. He laced his fingers with Halo’s, giving the angel’s hand a soft squeeze. The kiss just continued to repeat in his mind, over and over, and he was able to pick out new details that he loved about it every time.
Halo nods, smiling a little. He had loved the kiss, it made him so happy. He laces his fingers with the other in return and give his hand a small squeeze in reply. "Yeah, it was." He whispers. He bites his lip before leaning up and kissing him again gently, letting out a small noise of happiness.
Thatcher’s lips curled into a light smile, something he didn’t do often. He returned the kiss right away, feeling like his lips moved perfectly with Halo’s. He shifted his hand that was on Halo’s waist, wrapping around him now instead, just to pull the angel closer to him.
Halo slowly wrapped his arms around Thatchers neck, shutting his eyes as he tilted his head to gain better access. He holds the other close as he kissed him, not willing to let him go.
Thatcher’s head tilted slightly as well so he was able or slightly deepen the kiss. He eventually pulled Halo close enough the boy was on his lap now. He held Halo close to him, not seeming to be able to get close enough. At the moment, he just wanted every bit of Halo.
Halo wrapped his legs around the others waist when he was pulled into Thatcher's lap. He smiles a little, placing his delicate hands on Bastians cheeks. Halo slowly pulls away and smiles softly.
Thatcher’s smile grew slightly when Halo broke away. “I’ve been thinking about doing that with you for a while now,” he said after a moment. He kept his arm wrapped around Halo’s waist as he lowered his head now, tilting it so he was able to gently place kisses onto the side of Halo’s neck.
Halo's breath hitches at the kisses at his neck. He tilts his head, soft noises escaping the back of his throat. This felt so good. He didn't want it to stop.
Thatcher felt encouraged by the noises that Halo was making, so he continued. He went slow, making sure he was gentle with Halo. His lips went lower, and he sucked a light hickey into the skin on the crook of Halo’s neck.
Halo relaxes, biting his lip a little as the other continues to kiss at his neck. His wings flutter a little as he chokes back a small moan when the other sucked on his skin. "Ngh…" He shuts his eyes. He lets small noises escape his throat as his hand gently wrapped around the others shoulders. "Th-thatcher…" He whispers.
Thatcher kissed the mark that he had made to soothe the sensitive skin. “Do you want to continue?” He asked softly. He wouldn’t go too far without consent. He continued to mouth at Halo’s neck, his hand squeezing Halo’s waist gently.
Halo bites his lip before slowly nodding. "Y-yeah… I do…" He whispers softly.
“How far have you gone with this sort of thing?” Thatcher asked. He didn’t know how far Halo would want to go with him right now, but if they did decide to go all the way, he wanted to make sure he knew if Halo was a virgin or not.
Halo bites his lip. "N-never…" He buries his head in the others shoulder shyly. "B-but… I wanna go the whole way with you…" He whispers.
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