Nikolas, he of so many words, can't come up with a single one; all he lets out of his mouth is a choked little sound, half a laugh and half something else. The meaning of it is impossible to identify, even for someone who knows him. He couldn't say himself all that's wrapped up in it. But the important core of it is this: he leans in to press his lips to Winter's rather than answer in words. His whole body faintly trembles at just this much contact, charged as it is with emotion and restraint, and the hum of desire he swears he can feel so powerfully in himself that Winter must be able to hear it as well.]
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Nikolas, he of so many words, can't come up with a single one; all he lets out of his mouth is a choked little sound, half a laugh and half something else. The meaning of it is impossible to identify, even for someone who knows him. He couldn't say himself all that's wrapped up in it. But the important core of it is this: he leans in to press his lips to Winter's rather than answer in words. His whole body faintly trembles at just this much contact, charged as it is with emotion and restraint, and the hum of desire he swears he can feel so powerfully in himself that Winter must be able to hear it as well.]