[Kaworu too, has lost track of his body, unable to tell where he begins and Paul ends. It's exhilarating. Like something clicking into place and fitting perfectly. Two pieces coming together, each complementing the edges of the other to become one perfect whole.
When the knock sounds at the door, Kaworu gasps like he's been underwater and broke the surface to fill airless lungs. He can feel himself again, his hand in the sweaty twists of Paul's hair and Paul's arms around his waist.
If Kaworu could fire laser beams like some of the other Angels, Johnny would be dead from the glare that he shoots through the door. But then the moment passes and he's brought back to Paul, a smile returning to his face as he plays with the other boy's hair with the hand that holds his head close, only making a pleased noise when Paul kisses his neck.]
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When the knock sounds at the door, Kaworu gasps like he's been underwater and broke the surface to fill airless lungs. He can feel himself again, his hand in the sweaty twists of Paul's hair and Paul's arms around his waist.
If Kaworu could fire laser beams like some of the other Angels, Johnny would be dead from the glare that he shoots through the door. But then the moment passes and he's brought back to Paul, a smile returning to his face as he plays with the other boy's hair with the hand that holds his head close, only making a pleased noise when Paul kisses his neck.]
Oh? Tell me more about how I'm right.