He laughs through the kisses, hugging Glitch tight, hands bunching the fabric of his clothes both here and there, moving one second to bury themselves on soft, dark curls, the next to bring pale hands to his lips - still pale, despite the hint of colour to them. He had a feeling his plans for the future would get an enthusiastic response, but this is more, better, than what he expected.
"I wanted," he says between kiss after kiss after kiss; between smiles and chuckles. "To be closer to you. To have something more of a routine from day to day," more kisses cut him off. "Some structure."
He feels like structure is something they both would benefit from.
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Date: 2009-08-22 08:27 pm (UTC)"I wanted," he says between kiss after kiss after kiss; between smiles and chuckles. "To be closer to you. To have something more of a routine from day to day," more kisses cut him off. "Some structure."
He feels like structure is something they both would benefit from.