Albert groaned at the beard comment, "It itches and I want my stubble back, I feel like a scruff," which must sound funny because he always looked slightly scruffy. This was just over the top.
His hand ran up Fia's arm, a rumble sounding up his throat as they kissed. He couldn't help but feel the need to rush this, it was because he was afraid. Afraid this would all end before they were with one another, afraid he'd fall in love all over again and have this man leave him. "Tell me you love me," he whispered against his lips, "Please.. I want to hear it again."
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Date: 2012-02-19 10:09 pm (UTC)His hand ran up Fia's arm, a rumble sounding up his throat as they kissed. He couldn't help but feel the need to rush this, it was because he was afraid. Afraid this would all end before they were with one another, afraid he'd fall in love all over again and have this man leave him. "Tell me you love me," he whispered against his lips, "Please.. I want to hear it again."