you're trying not to tell him you love him, and you're trying to choke down the feeling
Fingers smooth along the bloom of feathers, the touch weaving gently in time with the barely there hum in Nate’s throat. He doesn’t mind the waiting, doesn’t mind letting Sunjata take his time to claw his way back into the waking world. It’s only when words ring out into the room that his hand stops, and his head shifts against Sunjata.
“Hmmm...” Nate articulates his hum much better, the sound buzzing along every place Sunjata presses against his chest. “There’s a few peaches left. Could bake ‘em, and have them over oatmeal.” It’s simple, it’s sweet, it’s filling. No one could turn the thought down, and Nate is counting on that, already shifting to sit up and bundle Sunjata up in his arms.
I need you smaller if you want me to carry you down the ladder, prediletto. A translation whispers through the bond, my darling, Nate filled with the same cozy warmth of the bed.
“Hmmm...” Nate articulates his hum much better, the sound buzzing along every place Sunjata presses against his chest. “There’s a few peaches left. Could bake ‘em, and have them over oatmeal.” It’s simple, it’s sweet, it’s filling. No one could turn the thought down, and Nate is counting on that, already shifting to sit up and bundle Sunjata up in his arms.
I need you smaller if you want me to carry you down the ladder, prediletto. A translation whispers through the bond, my darling, Nate filled with the same cozy warmth of the bed.
& you're trembling and he reaches over
and touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist
NATE
