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Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2017 21:44:36 GMT
As Vero spoke of this not being Kia's fault, and that he should not have said what he did, Kia let a bit of appreciation seep into his gaze and he nodded once, a nonverbal acceptance of the apology he did not think he really needed. They knew each other so deeply by now, there was never much need to forgiveness between them, for there was never resentment held once the dust settled in any disagreement.
Kia felt his pulse quicken as Vero got closer, reaching out to touch the back of his head and leaning down closer to eye level. The touch and closeness, rarely initiated by Vero, told Kia enough to know that Vero would not reject his touch again. Vero's words told him he had regained sense as well, so Kia just stepped forward and closed the distance between then, wrapping his arms around Vero and pressing his face to his shoulder. "I'm sorry," he said softly, barely contained sadness in his tone. He was sorry Aro was gone. And he was sorry he couldn't do anything. Except perhaps comfort Vero as much as Vero would allow.
Tag: @vero
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2017 2:25:47 GMT
 Tag: @kiawah blood and battle
ARE ALL I HAVE EVER KNOWN
Vero wrapped his arms around Kia as he hugged him, holding onto Kiawah, never wanting to let go. He clenched his jaw, taking in his apology. Such sincere words, that only made Vero's heart ache. "So am I," he said. Assumingly, for his previous words and lashing out at Kia. But inside, he was also apologizing for leaving. Never wanting to do so, never wanting to have to pick between his brother and the man he loved. Vero turned his head to kiss the side of Kia's head, letting the embrace linger.
The sensation of it overpowering him, and causing him to then kiss Kia's temple. He slightly moved his body back, arms still around him, as he then kissed Kia's cheek. But he didn't want to stop there. With each kiss, came a sense of comfort that he desperately needed right now. An emotion that he wanted to feel; something, anything apart from the agonizing pain of losing his brother. It was what prompted Vero's next response too . . . as his hands moved to Kia's cheeks, gently cupping them as he pressed his lips against Kia's, at first lightly, and then, heatedly.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2017 6:58:17 GMT
Kia breathed in and out slowly, taking in Vero's scent, wishing he could tell Vero in words how much it hurt not to be able to do anything. But he just hoped the embrace was enough, and his lips quirked into a brief, unhappy smile when he felt Vero kiss the side of his head. But his breath hitched when Vero's lips moved to his temple, and then his cheek, his lips parting softly.
They'd grown very good at resisting one another over the years, but there had been times before when emotions were high and they forgot themselves in the moment. Kia had a feeling he knew what was coming, and his pulse sped a little. When Vero's lips met his, Kia let him control the pace, and couldn't stop the small sound of pleasure that came when Vero deepened the kiss.
The first couple of times this had happened, he'd tried to tell Vero he didn't want it, and was only emotional, but he no longer tried to dissuade any more. If this was the comfort Kia could offer he would. "This won't help," he breathed against Vero's lips anyway, but then just kissed him again. He pressed closer, one arm tightening around Vero's waist while the other slid up his chest.
Tag: @vero
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2017 0:59:50 GMT
Kias words stung, threatening to thrust him back to the painful reality of this world. He would be leaving tomorrow and he longed for this night with Kiawah. Fears were set aside when Kia responded by kissing Vero, his hand around his waist and his other sliding up his chest. Vero eagerly returned the kiss, deepening it as his hand cupped Kias cheek, coaxing his mouth open with his own.
His other hand fell to the bottom of Kias shirt, bunching it in his hand yet pausing before taking any more action. Vero eventually eased out of the kiss, breathing heavily against Kias lips, his eyes remaining closed. "Just, make me feel something else." Something other than this agonizing pain. His lips brushed against Kias, his grip on his shirt tightening. "Please," he breathed, practically begging for Kia to give him release from this pain, even if it was only temporary.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2017 8:03:02 GMT
Kia didn't think he could ever deny Vero's desires. Not only because he loved him--which he knew he did, even if he never spoke the words--but because Vero's desires were equally felt by Kia. He moaned as Vero deepened the kiss, feeling Vero's hand fisted into the bottom of his bed shirt. "Anything you want," he whispered, "Anything you need." Except, of course, what they both knew Kia couldn't give.
He pulled back slightly, just to take hold of the bottom of his own shirt and pull it off with Vero, exposing his upper body. His still damp hair falling back down over bare shoulders, he took Vero's hand and started to pull him deeper into the room, toward his bed. "Have me. However you wish." Words he'd said to Vero the first time years ago, on the eve of him becoming the most powerful man in his clan. When they had just been two men, not an emperor and his general. Words he would never forget saying.
Tag: @vero
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2017 3:47:41 GMT
Anything he needed. Vero thought to ask Kia yet again about searching for his brother but he knew it would make no difference. Besides, he did not wish to spoil the mood. He wanted to be with Kia, even if this may be for the last time. He watched with desire in his gaze as Kia pulled his shirt off, his eyes lingering over Kias perfect form. It had been far too long since Vero had been able to touch him so intimately; this realization remaining with him as Kia led him to his bed, telling him to have him. Vero swallowed, his mind going back to the last time Kia had said that; never having forgotten it.
Once at the bed, Vero stood behind Kia, the front of his body pressed against Kias back; his wet hair cooling Veros heated chest. His hands moved around Kia, trailing up his chest, caressing his bare upper body in non verbal praise. Vero tilted his head so that his lips pressed against the side of Kias neck in a series of kisses. Cupping one side of Kias chest, Vero gently squeezed it while his other hand trailed down to the fastening of Kias pants, resting over it. "I joken wanted you." He breathed against his skin. "I need you." As if to confirm that it was mutual, Vero began to undo the fastening of his pants, seeing how much he could fill his palm.
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