[ It's too easy to fall. It's so easy it scares Runyu a little, rattles him in ways he has not known in years. But he's already off-balance, already tumbling, already caught here in Moran's arms. He pulls the young mortal closer, tighter, leaning into him as he returns each kiss, each graze of teeth, unable to even speak his acceptance. He nods instead, releasing the fear in his heart into exhilaration.
Once he exhales that poisonous breath, he is free and he is trapped. He is in free-fall, hurtling to whatever consequences may come, no looking back. He lets go of it all, looks only at Moran, thinks only of the sweetness of his lips, the aching warmth of his touch.
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Once he exhales that poisonous breath, he is free and he is trapped. He is in free-fall, hurtling to whatever consequences may come, no looking back. He lets go of it all, looks only at Moran, thinks only of the sweetness of his lips, the aching warmth of his touch.
It feels so impossibly good to let go. ]