[ There were so many who didn't believe in him, including his own father. Why did the son of death? He had no choice but to trust him. He trusted Mark, but there was always a cynical part of him that attributed his faith to youthful love. Nico was young as well, but his origins were anything but. Not to mention the knowledge that he'd seen Tartarus, he clearly knew how far someone could fall. How anyone saw him, his entire self, and still accepted him was beyond Vex's comprehension.
He didn't need to dominate the kiss, Nico not only responded by took control of it. He showed Vex exactly how much he wanted him with physical affection, something that was possible for Vex to excuse away or deny. His lips were powerful, as was his body, that lithe form that fit against his like they were made for each other. Their hearts may go elsewhere, with different people, but everything else connected perfectly.
This wasn't just sexual, and his voice was almost pathetic when the kiss eased and he whispered against his mouth. ]
Nico, please. I need you inside me.
[ He needed far more than that, but for now that would help him. ]
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He didn't need to dominate the kiss, Nico not only responded by took control of it. He showed Vex exactly how much he wanted him with physical affection, something that was possible for Vex to excuse away or deny. His lips were powerful, as was his body, that lithe form that fit against his like they were made for each other. Their hearts may go elsewhere, with different people, but everything else connected perfectly.
This wasn't just sexual, and his voice was almost pathetic when the kiss eased and he whispered against his mouth. ]
Nico, please. I need you inside me.
[ He needed far more than that, but for now that would help him. ]