[ Kiss after kiss which he accepted. Each pitter-patter of lips like rain against his own and such molecular tenderness and he was caught, the breath managing to leave his lungs for greener pastures, but he was glad that Caleb loved them, even more so that the Transmutation wizard loved him and was that not a miracle in and of itself.
If Caleb never stopped kissing him, he'd have no complaints whatsoever.
When he spoke next, he was breathless and charmed all the same. He would never know how much this bore resemblance to Caleb's own parents, that they were shaping up to give Caleb a piece of home back, and the apple tarts were only an base component in the algorithm of a shared life between two flawed men. ]
I may have to sit on your lap and feed you a tart piece by piece, so that you actually get around to eating one. [ Because he was already imagining Caleb Widogast eating him up which caused him to grow unseasonably warm, which could likely be felt as it spiked in the skin underneath Caleb's lips. ]
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If Caleb never stopped kissing him, he'd have no complaints whatsoever.
When he spoke next, he was breathless and charmed all the same. He would never know how much this bore resemblance to Caleb's own parents, that they were shaping up to give Caleb a piece of home back, and the apple tarts were only an base component in the algorithm of a shared life between two flawed men. ]
I may have to sit on your lap and feed you a tart piece by piece, so that you actually get around to eating one. [ Because he was already imagining Caleb Widogast eating him up which caused him to grow unseasonably warm, which could likely be felt as it spiked in the skin underneath Caleb's lips. ]