[That permission is more than enough. Perhaps that should be surprising, Eren should want more. Perhaps, one day, he will want more, but not now, when Maruki asks so earnestly to merely be touched. Every nerve ending lights up, and Eren sinks around Maruki, head hanging low over the man's shoulder. He closes his eyes and forgets to answer; his hands move, one still resting over Maruki's stomach, the other palming smoothly over his chest. The touch is slow, tender.
[He whispers to Maruki, the only other soul in the world:]
nsfw from here down >:3b
[He whispers to Maruki, the only other soul in the world:]
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