Hakkai runs his thumb along the side of Jedao's hand in silent thanks for the touch, and lets himself relax deliberately into the kiss. Eiffel tastes of cigarette smoke, not overwhelming, but distinct; Hakkai, who lived with a chain smoker for years, finds it oddly familiar and reassuring, even if he and Eiffel haven't kissed all that often, yet.
And - he's warm.
When he pulls away to catch his breath, Hakkai pulls off the monocle concealing his glass eye and sets it on the table with a decisive little click.
His hand settles, butterfly light, on Eiffel's cheek as Eiffel kisses him again. His own gestures are slowly gaining confidence as he goes along with the deeper kiss; his hand slides along the rough stubble at the edge of Eiffel's beard, after a moment, and into his hair.
When he breaks the kiss at last to breathe, his tongue flickers out to wet his lips reflexively.
"Like that?" he offers, with a hint of a smile, leaving his hand in Eiffel's curls for a moment longer. He's planning to step back and take one of the empty kitchen chairs in just a moment, but...
... the touch warms him, right down to that cold lump of fear at the core.
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And - he's warm.
When he pulls away to catch his breath, Hakkai pulls off the monocle concealing his glass eye and sets it on the table with a decisive little click.
His hand settles, butterfly light, on Eiffel's cheek as Eiffel kisses him again. His own gestures are slowly gaining confidence as he goes along with the deeper kiss; his hand slides along the rough stubble at the edge of Eiffel's beard, after a moment, and into his hair.
When he breaks the kiss at last to breathe, his tongue flickers out to wet his lips reflexively.
"Like that?" he offers, with a hint of a smile, leaving his hand in Eiffel's curls for a moment longer. He's planning to step back and take one of the empty kitchen chairs in just a moment, but...
... the touch warms him, right down to that cold lump of fear at the core.