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His heart flutters as his hand is taken into a kiss and he swoons as the gesture flows into their linked hands, their inseparability even en route to the next level they are going to take their intimacy and the comfort inherent to sharing it with someone he loves and trusts more each day, someone who cares about him, someone who wants to build his life around his. He follows him, prepared to follow his guidance beyond the gesture that ends in him perched at the edge of the bed.
Ferdinand's enamored face glimmers on as he looks at him asking the question, softening as the tone of their coupling shifts from frantic and heated to a slow and solemn approach that subtly highlights the import of what they are about to do.
"Of course you may."
Without a fuss, he straightens his shoulders and surrenders his disrobement to let the Minister of the Imperial Household conduct it as he sees fit, all the while hopelessly excited at the prospect of having his hands upon him yet again, exposing him one garment at a time. All of it on their terms, and not because SIN Guards are looking over their shoulder, or even because this helps them meet quota. What they are doing feels totally divorced from such obligations, even with the framework of having just done part of their duty according to the program and the city it runs in. All he sees is Hubert.
Somehow, Hubert has done it. He has won. His prize is this: Ferdinand von Aegis offered up to him in full; body, mind, heart, and now legally, on paper as well. He is a treasure to be handled with great care, to be protected, cherished, shown off like a shiny trophy in a case, the works.
Hubert smiles and threads his fingers through Ferdinand's thick, long hair, cupping the back of his skull as he kisses his lover's temple tenderly.
He speaks: low, quiet, his tone slow and fond.
"But before I do, allow me to tell you that I love you, deeply and truly. Tonight has nothing to do with the city we are in or what we are forced to do in order to live peacefully here. It has everything to do with how much I care for you, and my deep devotion to you in all matters. This night is ours alone. Let us forget anything that has happened or will happen outside of these four walls. You are all that I see, Ferdinand. And I see this as my first time, as it is my first time with someone I love."
Ferdinand's lip quivers with the brunt of the powerful emotions welling within him, eyes suns dancing with stars. To hear Hubert profess something so momentous as his devotion to him, from a man he has ever known not to submit such a thing cheaply, stuns him, softens him, rolls him out before him like dough. He moves in to take his lips into his own, humming warmly with the plunging affection that overflows now.
"Your words render me so weak, I am glad that I am set down to hear them now." Confidence boldens his features, but not enough to eclipse the sentiment glowing. "Mark my words, Hubert... I will make your first time unforgettable." His hands travel behind his head to find his lover's, and he squeezes them both. "You will feel how much I return your love with my every move..."
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His heart flutters as his hand is taken into a kiss and he swoons as the gesture flows into their linked hands, their inseparability even en route to the next level they are going to take their intimacy and the comfort inherent to sharing it with someone he loves and trusts more each day, someone who cares about him, someone who wants to build his life around his. He follows him, prepared to follow his guidance beyond the gesture that ends in him perched at the edge of the bed.
Ferdinand's enamored face glimmers on as he looks at him asking the question, softening as the tone of their coupling shifts from frantic and heated to a slow and solemn approach that subtly highlights the import of what they are about to do.
"Of course you may."
Without a fuss, he straightens his shoulders and surrenders his disrobement to let the Minister of the Imperial Household conduct it as he sees fit, all the while hopelessly excited at the prospect of having his hands upon him yet again, exposing him one garment at a time. All of it on their terms, and not because SIN Guards are looking over their shoulder, or even because this helps them meet quota. What they are doing feels totally divorced from such obligations, even with the framework of having just done part of their duty according to the program and the city it runs in. All he sees is Hubert.
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Hubert smiles and threads his fingers through Ferdinand's thick, long hair, cupping the back of his skull as he kisses his lover's temple tenderly.
He speaks: low, quiet, his tone slow and fond.
"But before I do, allow me to tell you that I love you, deeply and truly. Tonight has nothing to do with the city we are in or what we are forced to do in order to live peacefully here. It has everything to do with how much I care for you, and my deep devotion to you in all matters. This night is ours alone. Let us forget anything that has happened or will happen outside of these four walls. You are all that I see, Ferdinand. And I see this as my first time, as it is my first time with someone I love."
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"Your words render me so weak, I am glad that I am set down to hear them now." Confidence boldens his features, but not enough to eclipse the sentiment glowing. "Mark my words, Hubert... I will make your first time unforgettable." His hands travel behind his head to find his lover's, and he squeezes them both. "You will feel how much I return your love with my every move..."