[ It's hard to tell just how long he's wanted this already. Their ideological bouts had always been satisfying, their relationship was not precisely lacking, but... Gil is a man of flesh and blood, in the end. Even when they were discussing something dry and theoretical, or maybe especially then, Gil couldn't help notice the way Rau's hair falls over his neck, the curve of his jaw, the way his lips curl when he's focused...
And it hadn't been important enough to act on it then, to complicate themselves even further, but it remained on his mind.
Kissing Rau is different from kissing Talia, or kissing the very few other women he's been with in the interim. Gil is used to people who melt into him and Rau is anything but that. Rau is stiff and closed off until he isn't, until there's sharp pain that briefly makes Gil flinch.
He pulls back, but only just a little. His eyes are endlessly fond. ]
So that's what you're into.
[ Rau isn't getting time to respond before he gets another brief kiss. Gil wraps an arm around his waist, too. Utterly shameless. ]
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And it hadn't been important enough to act on it then, to complicate themselves even further, but it remained on his mind.
Kissing Rau is different from kissing Talia, or kissing the very few other women he's been with in the interim. Gil is used to people who melt into him and Rau is anything but that. Rau is stiff and closed off until he isn't, until there's sharp pain that briefly makes Gil flinch.
He pulls back, but only just a little. His eyes are endlessly fond. ]
So that's what you're into.
[ Rau isn't getting time to respond before he gets another brief kiss. Gil wraps an arm around his waist, too. Utterly shameless. ]