Anael forced himself to breathe evenly through the first touch of Jack's hand on his wing. He was being so careful, so tender, and it was all Anael could do not to move into that touch, not to lean in and kiss Jack again, with the force of his renewed desire. But he didn't want this moment to end, watching Jack's face as Jack stroked his feathers.
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Date: 2016-11-20 05:51 pm (UTC)