Clive is still desperate, still needy, but the ferocity seems to have faced just moments ago makes way for sweet, brotherly affection instead. The kisses are fueled less by frantic need and more now by appreciation and desire. Oh but how it makes him ever so weak. Clive lifts him atop the mattress and he finds himself flushed at the request, at each of his brother's words.
"I wish I could have come to you sooner...I am sorry, Clive."
It is hard to forgive himself for staying away as long as he had, but fate and life had not been kind in that regard - not by any measure. All he can do now is be grateful for the opportunity he has now to make things right.
"You may do so."
He is not much to look at, admittedly, far skinnier than someone of his height should be...but if Clive wants to see him, to take him...he has the right to. His parents may have given life to him, but it was his brother that had been the one to name him, to truly love and cherish him.
"Shall I undress for you? Or would you rather remove my clothes?"
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Date: 2025-12-22 02:41 am (UTC)"I wish I could have come to you sooner...I am sorry, Clive."
It is hard to forgive himself for staying away as long as he had, but fate and life had not been kind in that regard - not by any measure. All he can do now is be grateful for the opportunity he has now to make things right.
"You may do so."
He is not much to look at, admittedly, far skinnier than someone of his height should be...but if Clive wants to see him, to take him...he has the right to. His parents may have given life to him, but it was his brother that had been the one to name him, to truly love and cherish him.
"Shall I undress for you? Or would you rather remove my clothes?"