[ Alfred could stay in this moment with Ivar forever, kissing him, being so close to him. Everything about it felt like it was supposed to be and he wondered how it had taken them so long to figure it out. He savors Ivar’s hand in his hair and he’s alwyas liked that, often letting Ivar braid his hair for the simple pleasure but now the pleasure seemed multiplied.
He pulled back slowly, only slightly to take a breath. ]
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He pulled back slowly, only slightly to take a breath. ]
Ivar...