[Talking is easier than doing. There's a flood of words balanced on the tip of Hans's tongue - imagination for this? i'll have two left feet. i'll be a mess. what if you don't enjoy it? - but Edmond seems to have anticipated the issue. All of his worries retreat at the kiss. The warmth of the gesture reminds Hans that he's in good hands. It'll be okay. He straightens up so he can kiss Edmond back, some tension easing out of him.
Hans stays close when he breaks it off - close enough to hear his lover's breathing - and he swallows.]
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Hans stays close when he breaks it off - close enough to hear his lover's breathing - and he swallows.]
I could tell you what I've thought about.