[Oh-- yes, that's fantastic, all of that. Ling whines, of course, to have Greed's hand away from him for just a moment and to be nudged away as well, but he's right back to his pleased, hazy murmuring against Greed's lips when he grabs them both at once. That's so-- sappy, for an after-dinner fumble, for Greed who wanted to come on his face in the shower and now is holding him close and spoiling him after all his talk about making him desperate and wanting.
To be fair, Ling is still both of these things; they're kind of in his default state, since wanting Greed is something he feels all the time. This is even better, and with his hands free now Ling leans into him and drags his nails all up and down Greed's back. His head is spinning already, it's so good like this, sentimental and needy all at once—
Then Greed says he loves him, so much-- and it's like the world misses a step for Ling, a lurch all around him that has him not pulling away so much as pausing, minute, but when they're pressed as close as they are... Well, he doesn't want to break anyone's concentration as it were, wrapping his arms tighter around Greed and clinging to him outright. He's still breathless, a low moan the only noise escaping him for a long moment-- just in case?
Just in case Greed gets all Greed about his feelings, considering how often he seems to think Ling is just going to get bored and leave him one day when he won't, obviously, of course not-- Ling kisses his face again, anywhere, tilting his head to nip at his earlobe. They're alone in here, but he still speaks softly when he finally says,] I love you too, you know.
[This big, sappy dork who's softer than he looks... Ling has never been this in love before. Go figure.]
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To be fair, Ling is still both of these things; they're kind of in his default state, since wanting Greed is something he feels all the time. This is even better, and with his hands free now Ling leans into him and drags his nails all up and down Greed's back. His head is spinning already, it's so good like this, sentimental and needy all at once—
Then Greed says he loves him, so much-- and it's like the world misses a step for Ling, a lurch all around him that has him not pulling away so much as pausing, minute, but when they're pressed as close as they are... Well, he doesn't want to break anyone's concentration as it were, wrapping his arms tighter around Greed and clinging to him outright. He's still breathless, a low moan the only noise escaping him for a long moment-- just in case?
Just in case Greed gets all Greed about his feelings, considering how often he seems to think Ling is just going to get bored and leave him one day when he won't, obviously, of course not-- Ling kisses his face again, anywhere, tilting his head to nip at his earlobe. They're alone in here, but he still speaks softly when he finally says,] I love you too, you know.
[This big, sappy dork who's softer than he looks... Ling has never been this in love before. Go figure.]