[Eames asked, half-sarcastically and half-seriously, but his fingers didn't slow in the least, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure.
Heine answering his question seriously was enough to make him slow his pace, finding this talk awkward, but knowing the moment's importance and significance. He leaned up, pressing their mouths together, pulling away only a few millimeters so that their lips could still brush.]
I want us to be.
[And there it was, bared out in the open with no vagueness, no ways it could be misconstrued. It was worrisome, to be so straight forward, but he had been under the assumption that once Heine had reached out to him and admitted he wanted this to work between them that they were together.]
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[Eames asked, half-sarcastically and half-seriously, but his fingers didn't slow in the least, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure.
Heine answering his question seriously was enough to make him slow his pace, finding this talk awkward, but knowing the moment's importance and significance. He leaned up, pressing their mouths together, pulling away only a few millimeters so that their lips could still brush.]
I want us to be.
[And there it was, bared out in the open with no vagueness, no ways it could be misconstrued. It was worrisome, to be so straight forward, but he had been under the assumption that once Heine had reached out to him and admitted he wanted this to work between them that they were together.]