[ The kiss is anything but a mistake. He's still overwhelmed by the feeling of it, the pleasure the unguarded affection that it seemed to convey. There's nothing like it that he'd had before and Ivar's continued caress of lips had his skin tingling.
The question draws a blank at first, Alfred's head tilting ever so slightly as he considers it carefully. ]
Months? [ There had always been affection between them, even so far back as when they had first met and Alfred had never stopped thinking of Ivar now and again... And when Ivar had shown up here somewhere -- it was hard to pinpoint, it's a bit like when something is about to happen and then happens all at once and you don't know where it began because it always seems like it was. ]
It feels like it just always was, that it didn't begin. [ And he knew that had nothing to do with their names on each other's skins and what ever it was the gods might be doing just now. ]
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The question draws a blank at first, Alfred's head tilting ever so slightly as he considers it carefully. ]
Months? [ There had always been affection between them, even so far back as when they had first met and Alfred had never stopped thinking of Ivar now and again... And when Ivar had shown up here somewhere -- it was hard to pinpoint, it's a bit like when something is about to happen and then happens all at once and you don't know where it began because it always seems like it was. ]
It feels like it just always was, that it didn't begin. [ And he knew that had nothing to do with their names on each other's skins and what ever it was the gods might be doing just now. ]