When Abir felt them moving so he was above Alden, he feared for a moment that Alden had misunderstood him, thought that he wanted to make love. While Abir did desire Alden that way, it was a grave sin among his people to make love to someone with whom one had no future. Alden had not promised he would never leave Abir, and Abir was fairly certain he was going to leave soon. Abir prepared himself to protest the move and request that they slow down.<br/><br/>Until he heard Alden's words. Ah. Just kissing still. Good.<br/><br/>Abir's long, silken hair fell all around Alden's face, creating a golden tunnel between them, blocking out most of the rest of the world. "Oh, Alden..." Abir whispered before leaning in to kiss Alden again. The initial kiss was the gentlest of touches, but the one which followed was a bit more fierce. He licked Alden's upper lip. Then his bottom lip. Then parted his lips to lick the roof of his mouth. A soft moan escaped Abir's throat as he kissed the man he loved over and over.