It was deeply fulfilling to be wanted, cared for, welcome, treasured. The familiarity of the feelings did nothing to make them less cherished. Kusuriyuri's hands explored the feel of Kurama's body, feeling the way his muscles moved under his skin, the heat of his lover's body, everything about him, learning it again for the first time. "Itoshii," he whispered, his lips finding Kurama's skin, tasting it.
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Date: 2010-08-08 01:10 pm (UTC)