[Skin-on-skin feels better. Hot between them, cool water around them. He marks Dimitri's neck with a too-aggressive bite but then feels himself pulled off and met with a heart-aching kiss. The jolt from frenzy to tenderness pulls an involuntary whine from his throat and stings his eyes like he might cry again. He clenches hands on Dimitri's shoulders, tenses, then finally drops the fight and becomes pliable in his grip, opening his lips to the adoration of Dimitri's kiss, pressing back, and sliding a hand up into his wet hair. He aches almost to the point of pain, unused to accepting affection.]
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