Blaine,[Matt pleaded roughly as the door shuts in front of him, but whatever words were meant to follow were muffled by the kiss. There wasn't an ounce of resistance to meet Blaine's warm tongue and Matt's wrestled with it as he turned himself into it. His hands started at Blaine's hips, fingers fisting tightly into the fabric before one hand spread around to the small of Blaine's back, holding them together as Blaine proceeded to try and swallow his soul.
His chest and throat were tightly bound under bands that threatened to cave him into himself. He was not a creature that was meant to be denied what he wanted. He was even less of a creature to hold himself to that restraint of his own free will. The fracture in him that the first kiss of the conversation had started ruptured into a chasm.]
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His chest and throat were tightly bound under bands that threatened to cave him into himself. He was not a creature that was meant to be denied what he wanted. He was even less of a creature to hold himself to that restraint of his own free will. The fracture in him that the first kiss of the conversation had started ruptured into a chasm.]