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It’s not an insult if it’s the truth! (it was astounding how easily this all came, playful teasing at each other no matter the mood. if anything, it only added to the atmosphere, making them all the more comfortable in each other’s arms. being able to lovingly poke fun at one another, tease in a singsong voice that only expresses how much they adore each other, those moments were the ones that made apollo more than overjoyed in his relationship.
and no moment was more special to him than the one they were experiencing right now. with a few playful words, klavier is on his back, apparently more than willing to let apollo take the reins on this one, and that gets his heart pounding. he’s got little to no experience in a scenario like this, but he did his research, and if klavier trusts him? there’s no reason not to.
he soon follows suit, pushing himself off his back and rolling over on top of klavier, arms and knees on either side of his boyfriend’s head and hips respectively, and oh god, maybe he didn’t think this through enough.
words die out in his mouth as he stares down at klavier beneath him, and he’s never looked this stunning before, and suddenly every masterpiece in the world pales in comparison to the sight apollo has at this very moment. one hand gently cups klavier’s cheek, his thumb brushing just under klavier’s eye as he takes in every detail below him. each charming freckle making his face all the more beautiful, how his hair spreads out like golden thread, those gorgeous blue eyes positively shining back up at him
his mouth speaks before his brain can catch up, his tone nothing but awe and the purest love he can offer.) You’re gorgeous, Klavier.
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and no moment was more special to him than the one they were experiencing right now. with a few playful words, klavier is on his back, apparently more than willing to let apollo take the reins on this one, and that gets his heart pounding. he’s got little to no experience in a scenario like this, but he did his research, and if klavier trusts him? there’s no reason not to.
he soon follows suit, pushing himself off his back and rolling over on top of klavier, arms and knees on either side of his boyfriend’s head and hips respectively, and oh god, maybe he didn’t think this through enough.
words die out in his mouth as he stares down at klavier beneath him, and he’s never looked this stunning before, and suddenly every masterpiece in the world pales in comparison to the sight apollo has at this very moment. one hand gently cups klavier’s cheek, his thumb brushing just under klavier’s eye as he takes in every detail below him. each charming freckle making his face all the more beautiful, how his hair spreads out like golden thread, those gorgeous blue eyes positively shining back up at him
his mouth speaks before his brain can catch up, his tone nothing but awe and the purest love he can offer.) You’re gorgeous, Klavier.