[ He sinks into the second, extended kiss, his own hand warm against Verso's neck, enjoying the feeling of Verso's fingers idly rubbing over the small of his back. It feels nice; he'd definitely wrenched a muscle back there in the fall.
At the question, he huffs out a breath that's not quite a chuckle and shakes his head, rolling his forehead gently against Verso's. The little breeze that puffs around them tugs idly at the waves of Verso's hair, ruffling the petals of the flower he'd tucked there. ]
How could I?
Just like now, I wouldn't want to let you go.
[ Verso has been saying almost since they first landed on this rooftop that he needs to go, that he should leave, and Gustave... hasn't been stopping him so very obviously, but he knows he keeps interrupting the man's plans. Verso being willing to let them be interrupted doesn't change that fact.
His lips press into a rueful half-smile as he looks into those startling eyes, knowing his own will betray him more thoroughly than any words he could offer. ]
I would stay as long as you wanted me.
So I think the real question is: would you invite me in?
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Date: 2025-05-30 02:07 am (UTC)At the question, he huffs out a breath that's not quite a chuckle and shakes his head, rolling his forehead gently against Verso's. The little breeze that puffs around them tugs idly at the waves of Verso's hair, ruffling the petals of the flower he'd tucked there. ]
How could I?
Just like now, I wouldn't want to let you go.
[ Verso has been saying almost since they first landed on this rooftop that he needs to go, that he should leave, and Gustave... hasn't been stopping him so very obviously, but he knows he keeps interrupting the man's plans. Verso being willing to let them be interrupted doesn't change that fact.
His lips press into a rueful half-smile as he looks into those startling eyes, knowing his own will betray him more thoroughly than any words he could offer. ]
I would stay as long as you wanted me.
So I think the real question is: would you invite me in?