[ Unbearably lovely as it is, that kiss on his chest so close to his heart isn't enough. With a surge of overwhelming adoration for the man in his arms, Apollo knows that nothing will really ever be enough but that won't stop him from chasing the impossible anyway. ]
Come here.
[ The words are a gentle murmur but there's a hint of an order to it. As if he ever needs to order M to do anything. With warm hands he coaxes M to creep higher, to shimmy gently up Apollo's body so that Apollo can seek out what he really wants - a kiss, desperate to convey all the heartache of their terrible situation through the hungry press of his lips against Midnighter's. ]
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Come here.
[ The words are a gentle murmur but there's a hint of an order to it. As if he ever needs to order M to do anything. With warm hands he coaxes M to creep higher, to shimmy gently up Apollo's body so that Apollo can seek out what he really wants - a kiss, desperate to convey all the heartache of their terrible situation through the hungry press of his lips against Midnighter's. ]