[He has no idea how long they're pressed together like this, tongues tangled and limbs wrapped around each other. Close, close, impossibly close. Somehow still not close enough. Gojyo needed this tangible feeling of being wanted by someone who really knew him.

The need for air eventually forced him to break contact briefly, though as he panted for breath he kept his lips close enough to brush against Hakkai's as he spoke.]

'm right here. Ain't going anywhere.