[They were beyond words at this point. He'd said what he'd always wanted to say to Apollo, and whether or not the man accepted it changed very little when it came to Klavier's opinion of him. He was the sun, through and through, no matter if he shone as bright as the view from Mercury or the dim light of a pale dot from Neptune's orbit. Apollo was everything to him by now, and he just hoped he could be even a fraction as important to him.
He shakes his head at Apollo's attempt to protest, although no more words come out. No matter what he says will be the same. It's a good thing they're silenced quickly, replaced by something so much better than mere words. Lips brush against his, and not the hesitant scoping out they'd done earlier. Not the helpless, desperate need for touch that had sent him back in a shove. This was a kiss meant for Klavier knowing Klavier wanted him back. And he was happy to oblige that as he wraps Apollo up in his arms, gently cradling him and minding those injuries as best he can. Calloused hands are surprisingly gentle and soft against Apollo's skin, heavy breathes shared between them as he drinks in all the man wants to give him. For the moment, however long it lasts, he's Apollo's, and nothing would change that.
Fingers massage his scalp and run through his hair, thoroughly mussed up from everything that'd happened, but Klavier's in no position to care. If he wanted anyone to play with it, to unwind that drill curl that'd become so iconic of the Gavins, he'd want it to be Apollo. Everything he was belonged to him, and had even before this moment. His savior, his sun...he'd always had him ever since they met, whether he knew it or not.
All that remained was to soak in the benefits. Envelope himself in the truth that he has a boyfriend now. A pale blue dot in the darkness that was his life.
His whole world was Apollo right now, and he wouldn't have wanted it any other way. Heated breath escapes as Klavier gulps for air, opening his mouth to allow entry should Apollo want it, his tongue gliding gently along the man's lips in an almost needy request.]
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He shakes his head at Apollo's attempt to protest, although no more words come out. No matter what he says will be the same. It's a good thing they're silenced quickly, replaced by something so much better than mere words. Lips brush against his, and not the hesitant scoping out they'd done earlier. Not the helpless, desperate need for touch that had sent him back in a shove. This was a kiss meant for Klavier knowing Klavier wanted him back. And he was happy to oblige that as he wraps Apollo up in his arms, gently cradling him and minding those injuries as best he can. Calloused hands are surprisingly gentle and soft against Apollo's skin, heavy breathes shared between them as he drinks in all the man wants to give him. For the moment, however long it lasts, he's Apollo's, and nothing would change that.
Fingers massage his scalp and run through his hair, thoroughly mussed up from everything that'd happened, but Klavier's in no position to care. If he wanted anyone to play with it, to unwind that drill curl that'd become so iconic of the Gavins, he'd want it to be Apollo. Everything he was belonged to him, and had even before this moment. His savior, his sun...he'd always had him ever since they met, whether he knew it or not.
All that remained was to soak in the benefits. Envelope himself in the truth that he has a boyfriend now. A pale blue dot in the darkness that was his life.
His whole world was Apollo right now, and he wouldn't have wanted it any other way. Heated breath escapes as Klavier gulps for air, opening his mouth to allow entry should Apollo want it, his tongue gliding gently along the man's lips in an almost needy request.]