[And that... gets him to smile, one of his big ones. There's a pleasant, warm sensation around Allen now, like he's being wrapped up in a blanket without the physical sensation of one. It's a lot like what Clay's feeling as he tugs on Allen's hand to pull him closer, then reaches his own hand up to rest on his cheek as he presses a kiss to his lips. Upside-down still.
It means a lot, telling him that piece of his past and being understood that way. It means so much, words can't really describe it. Sensations, however, do.]
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It means a lot, telling him that piece of his past and being understood that way. It means so much, words can't really describe it. Sensations, however, do.]