*his grip slides from Leto's arm to around the back of his neck, the motion catching slightly on both Leto's wormskin and the scrapes on Charles's own hand, and pulls him more firmly down to Charles's level for their mouths to meet again*
*a smile curves over his lips as well, as his openness and giving burns, consumes just as much as Leto's demands. there's a spark of mischief in him, in the way that his other hand plays its way around to Leto's back, but in the way that enhances his thoroughly physical sincerity rather than undercuts it.*
*conceding a point, partway*
You would know that already, but sometimes it's also good to be said.
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