[ Daniel has felt this kind of insistent kiss before - it reminds him of those early morning kisses after he called out to Armand and was returned to him, when the world seemed put right after so long being off kilter, when Armand would play the welcoming host and expectant lover until the moments before Daniel finally started to fall asleep and Armand's little hands would curl into the fabric of his shirt or the threads of his hair and cling to him as though he expected him to run off again in a moment. Armand really thought he'd been alone, hadn't he? He'd become resigned to it, he'd become hopless in it, and now he has his minion again, and Daniel can't bring himself to feel any fury in the face of how good it feels to be truly wanted like this.
He gasps a little against Armand's mouth but never once inches away. He's been in a situation like this with Armand before and knows exactly how it ended, and he's trying to pull away to stave off them repeating the steps of that particular dance, but.. his reluctance is so weak... ]
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He gasps a little against Armand's mouth but never once inches away. He's been in a situation like this with Armand before and knows exactly how it ended, and he's trying to pull away to stave off them repeating the steps of that particular dance, but.. his reluctance is so weak... ]