[The groan of the bed welcoming Matt's weight sounds to Nikolai like a sigh of relief. It's a steady light glowing inside his chest, the knowledge that Matt is comfortable enough to bare himself despite the insecurities his new appearance invites, that Matt entrusts his vulnerabilities to his hands. He hums against his shoulder, melting into his touch, splashing his skin with kisses.]
Mm...let's take care of each other.
[Ducking his head, drifting lower to spill kisses across Matt's chest, he divides his attention between his breasts and the more familiar parts of his body. (The breasts? Should he not think of them as Matt's, in the way he used to think of his wings and claws as the monster's, not his own?) His touch drips over Matt's stomach, fingers combing the trail of dark curls that leads to his cock.
Intending to surround him utterly, his other arm curls behind Matt's waist to flutter his fingers up his ribs, over the slope of a breast. Amid all these feather-light sensations, he flicks his tongue across a milk-sticky nipple to test his reaction.]
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Mm...let's take care of each other.
[Ducking his head, drifting lower to spill kisses across Matt's chest, he divides his attention between his breasts and the more familiar parts of his body. (The breasts? Should he not think of them as Matt's, in the way he used to think of his wings and claws as the monster's, not his own?) His touch drips over Matt's stomach, fingers combing the trail of dark curls that leads to his cock.
Intending to surround him utterly, his other arm curls behind Matt's waist to flutter his fingers up his ribs, over the slope of a breast. Amid all these feather-light sensations, he flicks his tongue across a milk-sticky nipple to test his reaction.]