Patience. Patience seemed odd, on Alec, but - at the same time - Richard knew it meant caring. After whatever Alec'd been through here, that meant a lot. But it wasn't the only thing that Alec needed. That? That was to bring all that'd been pent up--
All right, at least some that had been pent up, to an actual head, to lance it and move forward. They'd clear the air another time. They'd be gentle another time. Now? Now Richard moved his hips in the same rhythm as Alec's fingers, but his hand around them slowed further, teasing, but not satisfying. He wanted... he wanted Alec to be the sword, tonight. Unhesitating, once they were in the last steps of this, ready.
He wanted Alec to find peace, between mind and body, a pace that rarely came to him outside bed.
He smirked at him, and replaced his finger with lips, rising up just enough for that. To steal the air from the beautiful lips.
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All right, at least some that had been pent up, to an actual head, to lance it and move forward. They'd clear the air another time. They'd be gentle another time. Now? Now Richard moved his hips in the same rhythm as Alec's fingers, but his hand around them slowed further, teasing, but not satisfying. He wanted... he wanted Alec to be the sword, tonight. Unhesitating, once they were in the last steps of this, ready.
He wanted Alec to find peace, between mind and body, a pace that rarely came to him outside bed.
He smirked at him, and replaced his finger with lips, rising up just enough for that. To steal the air from the beautiful lips.
They'd have time to breathe later.