Draco gasps softly as Snape closes the distance between them, pulling him into an embrace, and he shivers. The strength of arms around him, encircling his slender frame, and he melted into it, the warmth of his body, the comfort of it. His hands came up, clinging to his vest, holding him tight, like he's afraid of losing him, afraid of letting go. He nuzzles into him, breathing in the smell of his body, the darkness fading as he leans into the warmth of this, the comfort. He needs this, needs the closeness, no matter how much he's tried to hide it. Snape means something to him, and being held like this, it eases the pain away.
He murmurs as Snape bends down, the way that he rests his chin over his head, almost coccooning him in the strength of his body. It's shy and timid, but he brushes a soft kiss against the fabric of his throat, trembling, his breathing coming faster as his heart races.It's hard to believe this is happening, but it's tangible, tactile, and it grounds him. He breathes him in, trying to hold onto this moment, the feel of it. He wants more, wants touch and taste and the intensity of how it had felt bent over a table, but softer. He doesn't know what he wants, just more.
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Date: 2013-02-21 09:16 pm (UTC)He murmurs as Snape bends down, the way that he rests his chin over his head, almost coccooning him in the strength of his body. It's shy and timid, but he brushes a soft kiss against the fabric of his throat, trembling, his breathing coming faster as his heart races.It's hard to believe this is happening, but it's tangible, tactile, and it grounds him. He breathes him in, trying to hold onto this moment, the feel of it. He wants more, wants touch and taste and the intensity of how it had felt bent over a table, but softer. He doesn't know what he wants, just more.