it's not what it looks like
Ianto's hands were acting of their own accord now, clasping Remi a touch closer in a gesture that was more out of affection than it was lust. He missed the carefree man whose roof he had tumbled from, and he was determined to find him under the fog of uncertainty that covered him now. "That is a fault on those men," he said quietly, simply. "Not on you. Besides, I'm better than them - for a start, I've got transport. And a fairy godmother." With just a touch of mischief in his eyes, he pressed another kiss to the corner of Remi's mouth.
"If you don't want this to be anything because you don't feel it in return, that is more than fair," he said. "...But if you don't want it to because you're worried or scared, I'm afraid I'm going to have to insist that you take the leap, Remi. I'll catch you - I promise."
"If you don't want this to be anything because you don't feel it in return, that is more than fair," he said. "...But if you don't want it to because you're worried or scared, I'm afraid I'm going to have to insist that you take the leap, Remi. I'll catch you - I promise."
