[ even if eren frowns— out of his own silly embarrassment to bring his feelings to a verbal light— the curves begin to peel upwards, and bestowed upon elliot is an awkward but sweet-seeming smile. ]
It already is.
[ different, that is, he could feel it in his chest and in the heat building at the apex of his thighs as is— already. yes, the beast within him already had thoughts on the matter that made the colorful shots to his scales all the more striking. but what does he think, as elliot’s face seems to rise closer? i care about him, eren thinks. i care about you and that’s what matters. it’s eren’s head that tips lower, nose to cheek, lips too, breathing him in with a tongue flick and beads of running water and steam— before he plants one, a kiss that hadn’t felt sparks in so long, at the corner of the witch’s mouth and hanging there. ]
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It already is.
[ different, that is, he could feel it in his chest and in the heat building at the apex of his thighs as is— already. yes, the beast within him already had thoughts on the matter that made the colorful shots to his scales all the more striking. but what does he think, as elliot’s face seems to rise closer? i care about him, eren thinks. i care about you and that’s what matters. it’s eren’s head that tips lower, nose to cheek, lips too, breathing him in with a tongue flick and beads of running water and steam— before he plants one, a kiss that hadn’t felt sparks in so long, at the corner of the witch’s mouth and hanging there. ]