[Kissing Sampo is...clarifying. It's like the cool air of Belobog when it hits just right after a long day at work. Sharp and crisp. Clear. It reminds Gepard of what he did all of this for.
Sampo's hands are cupping his face and Gepard blushes. He likes it. He doesn't understand it, why he likes it, why Sampo seems to like it, it's a gesture that makes him freeze like he's a rabbit numbed by a fox's riddle. (Not that Gepard knows what a rabbit or a fox is, not exactly.) And he's reminded of the balcony-]
You're right. [He'd tilt his head forward so his forehead is buried against Sampo's shoulders, but he's being held. How can he move?]
Besides, some staff still do come this way. I shouldn't have stopped.
[But, clarity. And so Gepard-
Takes a step away from Sampo's hands, half-turns to lead him onward, pauses, and offers his hand again. They can walk hand in hand, and find the balcony, and Gepard can figure out the logistics of shoving a few fingers up his ass and Sampo can watch, and none of this will be embarrassing for him at all. Or not. Or- he shouldn't overthink this.]
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Sampo's hands are cupping his face and Gepard blushes. He likes it. He doesn't understand it, why he likes it, why Sampo seems to like it, it's a gesture that makes him freeze like he's a rabbit numbed by a fox's riddle. (Not that Gepard knows what a rabbit or a fox is, not exactly.) And he's reminded of the balcony-]
You're right. [He'd tilt his head forward so his forehead is buried against Sampo's shoulders, but he's being held. How can he move?]
Besides, some staff still do come this way. I shouldn't have stopped.
[But, clarity. And so Gepard-
Takes a step away from Sampo's hands, half-turns to lead him onward, pauses, and offers his hand again. They can walk hand in hand, and find the balcony, and Gepard can figure out the logistics of shoving a few fingers up his ass and Sampo can watch, and none of this will be embarrassing for him at all. Or not. Or- he shouldn't overthink this.]