"What look?" Booker's brain was fuzzy with pleasure. It was hard to think through the warm ache settling through his body from head to toe. Nicky really knew what he was doing with those kisses and his fingers. Booker was a mess already and they hadn't even fucked yet.
But that's always what happened. Nicky did everything in his power to drag him out of his head into the physical where everything felt good and glorious. Where he felt good instead of weighted down by guilt and grief and a brain wired wrong.
He tangled his fingers in Nicky's hair. His eyes were wild with passion when they met Nicky's. Booker was right there, close to simply giving over every inch of his body and soul to Nicky to look after.
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Date: 2020-09-28 01:07 am (UTC)But that's always what happened. Nicky did everything in his power to drag him out of his head into the physical where everything felt good and glorious. Where he felt good instead of weighted down by guilt and grief and a brain wired wrong.
He tangled his fingers in Nicky's hair. His eyes were wild with passion when they met Nicky's. Booker was right there, close to simply giving over every inch of his body and soul to Nicky to look after.