[He can easily feel Riku’s emotions pouring into him, through their kiss, and he can’t help but send a wave of warmth over him in return. Ven will easily argue against him about what it means to deserve someone, to feel like they truly deserve to feel this kind of affection. But it doesn’t matter. Riku sees him. Sees who he is and that’s enough for Ventus.
When the kiss deepens, the fingers curled in silver strands tightens their grip briefly. It’s not like the kiss from earlier — this time, he can feel Riku’s sincere passion into it and that’s...that’s something that makes his head spin. So when Riku pulls away, an involuntary whimper escapes at the loss and he has to focus briefly on what’s being said to him.
Ven blinks, listening and he sighs softly. Lips quirking up into a smile, he gently pushes Riku’s head down enough so that their foreheads are touching.]
...It’s alright.
[What matters now is that Riku’s here. He’s here and that’s all Ven could really ask for.]
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When the kiss deepens, the fingers curled in silver strands tightens their grip briefly. It’s not like the kiss from earlier — this time, he can feel Riku’s sincere passion into it and that’s...that’s something that makes his head spin. So when Riku pulls away, an involuntary whimper escapes at the loss and he has to focus briefly on what’s being said to him.
Ven blinks, listening and he sighs softly. Lips quirking up into a smile, he gently pushes Riku’s head down enough so that their foreheads are touching.]
...It’s alright.
[What matters now is that Riku’s here. He’s here and that’s all Ven could really ask for.]