[ The heat dissipates, its ceaseless churning no longer slams against his chest forcing his lungs to compensate for the heated expansion. Doubtless, he'll test his control again, but for now, he keeps a firm hold of his quirk. Enough to allow himself the freedom to let his hands roam up his back, tracing the delicate ridges of his spine, while Allen bumps their noses together in such a familiar manner it sets his heart at ease in a way few have ever managed. Allen pins him with such a sweet and gentle expression while delivering forgiveness, it almost hurts to look at him without explaining. ]
It's not. I mistook you for my mother and I... for... him.
[ Heterochromatic eyes fix themselves to his. ]
I don't want to do that again.
[ It's as close to a promise as he can muster when he barely recognizes what he did. With his heart feeling lighter, Shouto leans into his touch, utterly caught in his orbit. Spellbound, he follows his gaze as it dips to his mouth, and this time, he understands the sentiment behind it. Wordlessly, he takes his full weight without a qualm. In the past, it's always surprised him how much less there is of him, but not this time. He's grown familiar with his weight these last few months and easily settles him on his lap. ]
Is this okay?
[ He asks, waiting for the affirmative before leaning forward. The action presses his chest against Allen's as he catches his mouth with his, returning the kiss with the same delicate precision which Allen showed him when he left his mark on his throat. ]
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It's not. I mistook you for my mother and I... for... him.
[ Heterochromatic eyes fix themselves to his. ]
I don't want to do that again.
[ It's as close to a promise as he can muster when he barely recognizes what he did. With his heart feeling lighter, Shouto leans into his touch, utterly caught in his orbit. Spellbound, he follows his gaze as it dips to his mouth, and this time, he understands the sentiment behind it. Wordlessly, he takes his full weight without a qualm. In the past, it's always surprised him how much less there is of him, but not this time. He's grown familiar with his weight these last few months and easily settles him on his lap. ]
Is this okay?
[ He asks, waiting for the affirmative before leaning forward. The action presses his chest against Allen's as he catches his mouth with his, returning the kiss with the same delicate precision which Allen showed him when he left his mark on his throat. ]