( Ja'far is surprised for but a moment - he didn't expect Sinbad to kiss him back so eagerly, with so much emotion behind it - but that moment passes quickly, and he leans into the kiss as well.
It's been years for Ja'far, years of stress, of not having this closeness, of sorrow and a quiet hope. Having this, here, now, he cannot help but moan lightly into the kiss, pouring his own emotion into the kiss. How much he missed him, how much he loves him. How much he needs him. )
Sin. Gods... ( His kiss turns deeper, needier, pulling Sinbad to him as close as he can, as if worried he'll vanish again. )
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It's been years for Ja'far, years of stress, of not having this closeness, of sorrow and a quiet hope. Having this, here, now, he cannot help but moan lightly into the kiss, pouring his own emotion into the kiss. How much he missed him, how much he loves him. How much he needs him. )
Sin. Gods... ( His kiss turns deeper, needier, pulling Sinbad to him as close as he can, as if worried he'll vanish again. )