[ It's a kiss Matt meets willingly, sighing in relief, as he lets Nikolai nudge him back and back--lets Nikolai's hands on his hips tell his legs when to move, and how far. The backs of his knees bump the bed, and Matt pauses. One hand slides up Nikolai's arm to hold him close.
He'd really like to let this kiss carry him off. To sink into it so deeply he forgets how strange he feels. But while Matt can't abandon himself to Nikolai's lips entirely, he does gradually relax against him, until at last their chests meet. Matt's nipples press against Nikolai through his robe, the fabric slightly damp where beads of milk leak out. Matt groans into Nikolai's mouth--part ache, part want, and despite himself, part curiosity. ]
Mmm, [ Matt breathes against his lips, when the kiss breaks. ] I want you.
[ Probably not a surprise to Nikolai, since he usually does. But Matt likes saying it. ]
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He'd really like to let this kiss carry him off. To sink into it so deeply he forgets how strange he feels. But while Matt can't abandon himself to Nikolai's lips entirely, he does gradually relax against him, until at last their chests meet. Matt's nipples press against Nikolai through his robe, the fabric slightly damp where beads of milk leak out. Matt groans into Nikolai's mouth--part ache, part want, and despite himself, part curiosity. ]
Mmm, [ Matt breathes against his lips, when the kiss breaks. ] I want you.
[ Probably not a surprise to Nikolai, since he usually does. But Matt likes saying it. ]