[ His voice is wrecked, breathy. He closes his eyes and bites his own lip hard enough to taste blood. Fuck, he's never felt such a connection before, like there's no way to know where he ends and Hank begins. Fuck. He presses his hips into him in return, clutching his hair even tighter and pulling himself closer. ]
Mate.
[ It's all he says, an almost soundless sigh. He loves him, he loves him so much. He hopes he can taste how true it is. ]
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[ His voice is wrecked, breathy. He closes his eyes and bites his own lip hard enough to taste blood. Fuck, he's never felt such a connection before, like there's no way to know where he ends and Hank begins. Fuck. He presses his hips into him in return, clutching his hair even tighter and pulling himself closer. ]
Mate.
[ It's all he says, an almost soundless sigh. He loves him, he loves him so much. He hopes he can taste how true it is. ]