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I didn't expect it to happen so fast. And not like this.

[Asch closes his eyes, indulging himself a little. They both need it now.]

I shouldn't have strengthened the fonic link...

He'd have found out sooner or later...and I don't think he'd have felt any less strongly about it. [Guy turns his head slightly and kisses Asch's temple.]

[Asch's fingers curl in the material of Guy's shirt.]

But it would have been better if we'd told him, wouldn't it?

Maybe. [Guy knows he fucked up.] But we didn't. And it doesn't matter now.

... That's... that's true.

[Asch closes his eyes, leaning against Guy again. It was such a mess.]

I'm not leaving you, either.

[Also a great relief. Guy kisses Asch's temple again, wordlessly. Maybe his arms get a little tighter.]

[Asch doesn't mind; he gives Guy a little nuzzle that he hopes is reassuring, just settling into comfortable silence for a while.]

[Hrm. Um, yes, reassuring was probably one way to describe it. Guy tilts his head a bit more, lips brushing more against Asch's ear than his temple in an equally "reassuring" way.]

[Asch shivers a bit at that, drawing back brush a hand over Guy's cheek, watching him for a moment before leaning in to kiss him properly. Any comfort he can get, he'll take it, and give it if he can.]

[Righto. Guy concurs, and proves this by definitely returning the kiss, maybe with a little "distract me please" slipped in there.]

[Distraction is a go; Asch keeps it up for a while before deepening the kiss, wanting very much to keep his mind off of things as well.]

[Hey, Asch, that's very kind of you. Have a nice, low little sound as Guy slowly turns the both of them, urging Asch against the counter so that they can both keep their balance.]

[Asch groans softly, following Guy's lead and pressing back against the counter, holding him more tightly than before.]

Asch...

[Guy's voice is nothing above a murmur, and he presses closer, hands reaching to steady himself against the counter on either side of Asch's hips.]

[Asch swallows hard, breathing more heavily than normal against Guy's neck, fighting back a tremor.]

You... can stay with me tonight. If you... if you want to.

[WAT.]

[D-don't give him that look, Guy, or he'll back out.]

[Th-that has nothing to do with it!

Are you sure?]

[Goddammit, Guy, Asch is gonna drag you to his room in a huff now. He's embarrassed.]

[Well you can't really blame him. Asch is on such LOCKDOWN: CLANK CLANK that he's kind of been prowling the borders of this territory with a wary eye. And some wary hands.

Maybe the hands weren't so wary. More sneaky than wary.]

[Fine, fine, but Asch is starting to like the idea of a little experimentation, and guilt-trip aside he would really like to forget this entire damned day. Also he wants Guy's undivided attention please and thank you.]

[But that's so tacky...and tactless, however awesome the idea sounds. Kind of like spitting on a grave.

But the end result more satisfying. Short-term, instant gratification here.]

[Stop being so picky, says Asch via body language as he drags Guy in for a heavy kiss, kicking the door shut with a boot.]

[Well damn, if it's gonna be that way. Guy's pushing you towards the bed, then, and you'd better like it Asch.]

[No complaints here; Asch is just gonna move with Guy, no protests or griping either. He rather likes that, and is starting to get used to the idea of this whole submissive business.]

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