I hadn't- [A kiss against an old scar. That's distracting, and his hands clench. He wants nothing more than to rip Sampo's clothes off of him, but, well, Sampo needs to leave. (And, not for the first time, Gepard wonders just how it is that Sampo Koski can run around with cut-outs and shirts which are more suggestions than they are anything covering.)]
I didn't intend on not trying. [His fingers- he forces them to still. This isn't his show, it's Sampo's show, and for once he's going to let him- maybe not for once but it's like a trust fall. Putting your life into someone's hands and letting them do what they will with it. It's that. It's not just about his ass and Sampo's dick, it's about more than that. Maybe.
His eyes close, because Sampo's just too close and he's got questions to answer. His vest is coming off. That's fine.]
It's just that- I realized I didn't mind. Once you had it. [Anyway!] I saved a platoon. Nothing special, but I remembered the medal when you needed something to steal.
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Date: 2024-10-19 01:28 am (UTC)I didn't intend on not trying. [His fingers- he forces them to still. This isn't his show, it's Sampo's show, and for once he's going to let him- maybe not for once but it's like a trust fall. Putting your life into someone's hands and letting them do what they will with it. It's that. It's not just about his ass and Sampo's dick, it's about more than that. Maybe.
His eyes close, because Sampo's just too close and he's got questions to answer. His vest is coming off. That's fine.]
It's just that- I realized I didn't mind. Once you had it. [Anyway!] I saved a platoon. Nothing special, but I remembered the medal when you needed something to steal.