[Tamas brings Jason a cup of tea and sits at his feet, not sure what to say. He fights to keep his emotions in check - sad for his brother but also...hopeful, and desperately guilty for feeling that way]
[Tamas gasps sharply, whimpering as Jason pressed against him.] I'm sorry, Jason. I never meant to make it harder for you... Please, I.... I need...I'm yours to touch...
Jason kisses Tamas again, still gente but fierce and passionate. He has to fight himself not to just take what's been offered, to gently pull Tamas' clothes away, not tear them off. But he does touch him gently despite his desires.
[Tamas moans softly, shifting to let Jason strip him. There's something frightening and thrilling about being naked in Jason's arms. His brother makes him feel so small and so treasured. Each touch makes him sigh and blush, still not completely comfortable in his own skin]
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